The bright lights called me just last
Thursday so I packed up and headed out I never considered what I was
doin’ my dreams were all I thought about
Well, I left friends and I
left my family and I left Texas way behind I left alone but I wasn’t
lonely I stashed you in my heart and mind
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Now
I’m not runnin’ away from you, my darling why are you making such a fuss I
had to get away I couldn’t wait another day I’m high-tailin’ it hurryin’ to
get to us
I might fail but not be a failure I could succeed and not be
a success But if I don’t try to spread my little wings and fly I’ll die
inside choked up with regret
I’ll probably never be a farmer but
like my dad I’ve thought to try There’s a long line of folks who’ve worked
the land on both my mom and daddy’s sides
My father learned beside his
grandpa who also learned beside his dad and although I haven’t followed in
their steps I appreciate and understand the deep connection with our
native land
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It’s in there passed down quite
naturally I could have lived it so easily but another road called it’s in
there alive and well inside of me and it’s a heritage I’m proud to call my
own you wouldn’t think I’ve got the instinct but it’s in there
I’ll
never be a mother well, at least not naturally but I’ve had the perfect
model of what a mom’s supposed to be
Like her mother did before
her she raised her kids with faith and love and all my grandmas and
great-grannies did the same they are blessings from the Lord above and
though I can’t relay it through my blood
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Now I’ve
found my place in music sowing songs and always moving ‘round and, yes, I
do enjoy the traveling but I’m kinda missing my hometown and while I’ve
yet to settle down
It wasn’t long ago I got an
invitation to a party up the block it was a celebration a friend was
turning fifty and they’d be honored if I’d attend it said, “Come as you are
and you can even bring a friend”
Well, I started to plan and started to
scheme I wanted to look special if you know what I mean looked in the
closet but didn’t find nothin’ to wear It was the same old stuff and I was
tired of the clothes in there
So I put on my birthday suit
Oh,
it’s always my size and it fits me just fine sometimes a little bit loose
sometimes a little bit tight in the summertime it’s darker in the winter it
gets real white and it’s easy to wash ‘cause I can lay it flat or drip
dry
Well, I went to that party I’ll admit I looked cute ‘cause I was
wearing nothing but my birthday suit all the ladies blushed to see the state
in which I came but the men-folk grinned and you can bet they’ll all remember
my name
‘Cause I’d put on my birthday suit
Sometimes it makes me
look skinny sometimes I look fat sometimes it looks pretty buff and I like it
like that everybody’s got one so you know they’ll never go out of
style try wearin’ yours to a party and I’m sure you’re gonna see folks
smile
Join me be seen and leave your clothes back home in a
pile
You’ll be wearin’ your birthday suit your birthday suit Be proud
of your birthday suit they’ll love ya’ in your birthday suit
Rich
old lady Fitzhugh came home from shopping one day she thanked her
chauffeur kindly she was a woman of style and grace
When she stepped
inside her mansion her butler was standing near she looked him up and she
looked him down and whispered, “Follow me, my dear”
So, he trailed her
up the staircase and she beckoned him down the hall then she nodded
towards her bedroom door and he followed her as she called
“James,
take off my jewelry please don’t go so slow Then pull off my shoes and my
hosiery, too my husband doesn’t need to know
Now, the butler did her
bidding her wish was his command but when he was through there was more to
do and she took him by the hand:
“Hurry up, James, strip off my
dress my husband’s due home and this place is a mess But you’ll be in more
trouble than you ever saw if you don’t move quick and unhook my
bra”
The butler stood there trembling his breath came hard and
fast but Mrs. Fitzhugh knew what to do and she began to speak at
last
She said, “Between you and me that’s as far as this goes my
husband wouldn’t understand it… heaven knows You’d better keep this promise
that I propose: it’s the last time I catch you dressing up in my
clothes!”
On her first day of second
grade there were stitches in her battered face but she lit up when she met
me and soon had found her place
And since this child was in my
classroom I saw bruises every day yet she would smile just to be with
me awhile
There were lots of kids to tend to and such little time to
give and so her secret went unspoken and, too, her fight to
live
Sometimes she’d wait ‘til after school ‘til I’d switched off
lights and gathered up my keys I’d turn around to leave glimpse her tears
fall on her sleeve hoping maybe I’d believe
Ohhh hh hh
I told
myself I’d help her when her wounds had healed and scars would fade it’s
my job to make a difference to every child every day
But there’s no
need to bother now I might have even saved her had I tried I guess her
battle’s over now ‘cause this morning Avery died
This morning I spied him again as he
strolled past the window I held my breath while he slowly reached out for the
door When he came in the store I was clumsy and made bad excuses the
shopkeeper cursed me for fear he would come here no more
But I’ve seen
his eyes and I know that he’ll be back tomorrow he stops every morning like
clockwork and I wait ‘til he comes I cannot explain what it does to my heart
when I see him my fear is that maybe one day he will not come
alone
Where does he come from and go to each morning I want to ask him
his name for a start How will I ever tell him I love him What if there’s
already somebody else in his heart
Paseaba por esta manana al pasar mi
ventana senti el suspiro se me iva acercarsa mi puerta Al entrar tropeze y
cai sin sober que decir El patron me trato y con el se disculpo
Pero
yo vi en sus ojos decian que el volveria nuestro encuentro de cada manana yo
se era seguro no me explico que siente mi alma cuando llego a verlo quizas
es el miedo un dia el no volvera
Donde ira y regresa por cada
manana quisiera saber de su nombre para comenzar cuando ira saber que yo
lo Amo o como saber si hay alguien en su Corazon
I’m leaving in the morning it’s not
right but it’s all I can do when it comes down to a choice of the lesser
of two evils I’d rather go than stay hurting you I’d rather go than stay
hurting you
Will you miss me no, don’t answer the remains of my heart
shouldn’t know ‘cause it’s just lost a battle and the love a
lifetime so it’s probably best to leave it alone it needs to rest and be
left alone
I thought our love was doing just fine it’s been going good
all of this time our lives had come together… I thought you were mine and
it seemed our souls were so entertwined
I don’t understand why you’re
crying you’ve changed your mind and want me to stay you think it still
might work and apologize for saying the words that nearly drove me away It
couldn’t hurt if I was here for one more day
Well, maybe we should try
it and I pray that this will work out I suppose you could persuade me to
stay I didn’t really want to leave you anyway
As far as you know, I am beautiful as
far as you know, I stand five foot ten You believe that I look great in
Spandex you’re obviously clueless that I’ve got four chins
You’re
under the impression I’m a well-known international bikini model with an
all-over tan and that I’m really stacked I suppose you presume that my locks
are long and blonde but the truth is my roots are dark like the hair on my
back
Oh, how I love chat rooms I love ‘em I love ‘em! ‘cause nobody
knows who I am I type in my fantasy looks, weight, and measurements while
sitting here eating raw Spam from the can
You surmise that I hold three
doctorates and I translate Portugese opera for fun You gather from my
comments that I’m only twenty-six but the unvarnished truth is I’m
seventy-one
Oh, how I love chat rooms I love ‘em I love ‘em they’re
the best thing since sliced bread I lounge in my mumu living life through
these chat rooms re-inventing myself without once leaving bed
Oh,
you’ll never know that I’ve got a weak bladder and swig pancake batter for
I won’t disclose that my waistline is vast and I’ve got chronic gas and a
habit of picking the corns on my toes
Oh, how I love chat rooms I love
‘em I love ‘em where letters I write make you drool You call me your
honey, and think my name’s Sunny but my friends call me Raul!
I woke up alone and missed you so
hard I’m still not used to just me the years that we’ve spent building an
us have faded away like a dream
Sometimes I doubt that there’s life
after you I can’t picture loving again you crowd my thoughts though I try
to move on old feelings come rushing in
For such a long time I’ve held
on so tight it’s the hardest thing I’ve had to do Now I’m letting go with
all of my might ‘cause I’m better off without you
A dog cries next
door and I know how he feels my heart would cry too, if it could I lie
here resisting this strong urge to call which I know I’ll regret if I
do
Where will I go what will I do what if there’s nobody else to
love me enough to get over you and I’m forced to do it myself
I like you in the morning and I fancy
you at noon I want you in the evening any time is not too soon a day
without green chile makes me blue I wrote this little love song for
you
I love you in the summer I adore you in the fall a winter without
chile isn’t winter, after all spring’s not sprung if you’re not in the
stew so here’s my little love song for you
I guess it might seem kinda
silly to be so smitten with a big green chile I’d swap all the world’s
castles and villas to get green chile and eggs on tortillas
Are you so
delicious ‘cause I’ve acquired the taste or was I born to love you since I’m
from the Lone Star state either way you look at it it’s true just listen
to my love song for you
Tonight I’m cooking up my favorite fare as
long as it’s got chile, I really don’t care I’d waive my chance to be a
lottery winner just to have a big green chile for dinner
I roast you
on the fire peel the skin and pull the stem gently scrape the seeds out while
I hold you like a gem I drape you ‘cross my burger and as I do I hum a
little love song to you
Now’s the time I’ve waited for you’re perched
there on my plate I pop a beer and take my seat and start to salivate I
take a bite then close my eyes and chew I sigh a little love song I sing a
little love song to you
