black girl, black girl,
don’t ya lie to me,
tell me where did you sleep last night?
in the pines, in the pines,
where the sun never shines,
and i shiver the whole night through.
(above song “black girl” traditional)
ain’t no fairy raindrop god
gonna set up a tent ’round here.
ain’t no tambourine angel
gonna spread her wings and fly you home.
come down by the graveyard,
wear my jacket, kiss me by the tilting stone;
any blessing we get, we steal ourselves
from the dresser drawer cradle to the six foot bone.
for Ella’s challenge at Toads. words: pines, tambourines, raindrops, wings