Sunday, May 12, 2013

Happy Mother's Day - The Wish

(For my mom)

Dirty old street, all slushed up in the rain and snow
Little boy and his ma shiverin' outside a run-down music store window
That night on top of the Christmas tree shines one beautiful star
And lyin' underneath, a brand new Japanese guitar

I remember in the mornin' ma, hearin' your alarm clock ring
I'd lie in bed and listen to you gettin' ready for work
The sound of your makeup case on the sink
And the ladies at the office, all lipstick, perfume and rustlin' skirts
And how proud and happy you always looked, walkin' home from work

If pa's eyes were windows, into a world so deadly and true
You couldn't stop me from lookin', but you kept me from crawlin' through
Well if it's a funny old world ma,where a little boy's wishes come true
Well I got a few left in my pocket, and a special one just for you

It ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers, or a Mother's Day card
It ain't no house on the hill, with a garden and a nice little yard
I got my hot rod down on Bond Street, I'm older but you'll know me in a glance
We'll find us a rock 'n roll bar, baby we'll go out and dance

Well it was me in my Beatle boots, you in pink curlers and matador pants
Pulling me up on the couch to do the twist for my uncles and aunts
Well I found a girl of my own now ma, I popped the question on your birthday
She stood waiting on the front porch while you were telling me to get out there
And say what it was that I had to say

Last night we all sat around laughin', at all those things that guitar brought us
And I laid awake thinkin' about the other things it's brought us
Well tonight I'm takin' requests here in the kitchen
This one's for you, Ma, let me come right out and say it (it's overdue)
But baby if you're lookin' for a sad song, well, I ain't gonna play it

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