It's only when the high winds that I wish my hair was long Sailing through the autumn leaves singin' an ancient Or falling in love in the streets at night at the of a local square It's only that I'm here thinkin' I was there
There's high winds on the pier tonight, my soul departs me Striding like Thalia's Ghost south on the sea And into midnight's she fades, ragged and wild Searching down her in the costume of a Persian child
So Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent me the horizon where the dawn will break anew And cool me here on this pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the songs my father knew in the towns of
When I was young my were wise, my father was good to me Instead of having a flock of sons he had two other and me And if we'd used our Spanish names, the way they'd run Thalia, and Juanita, I'm the middle one
The screen kept the Demons in as we moved from town to town It's hard to be a princess in the States when skin is brown And Mama smoothed my brow, as I leaned on the kitchen door "Why do you carry the weight", she "Of the world and more"
Gulf winds bring me flying fish, shine in the crescent moon me the horizon where the dawn will break anew And me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are flying low the songs my fathers knew in the towns of Mexico
My grandfathers were ministers and it on down the line My preached in his parents' church When he was ten and nine And Mama dressed in parishioners' clothes and didn't believe in Her daddy fought the DAR, if lived, I'd have known him well
They said, "Go a Sunday School", we must have tried them all I never from the silver plate, my sisters had more gall One preacher said, "Sing out loud and clear, the only life you've got And the one said, "Be good on earth You've another life at the of God"
And Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the moon Show me the where the dawn will break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are low Echo the songs my knew in the towns of Mexico
My father turned down many a job to give us something real It's hard to be a scientist in the when you've got ideals And Mama the budget book, and she kept the garden too Bought fish from the man on Thursdays, fed all of us and too
But time will pass and so, alas, will most of what we Though my memory's eye is clear as the story's being told And I'll play ball with the underdog and sit the child who's wrong Be still when the earth is silent and when my strength is gone
So Gulf winds bring me fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the will break anew And cool me on this lonely pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the my father knew in the towns of Mexico
Now going to India, sometime in the fall They to stay together but you just can't do it all I'll think him if he goes, there's a little gray in his hair Though not much 'cause he's Mexican, they age, they just prepare
And if he goes to India, I'll miss him of all He'll see me in the mudlarks' face, hear me in the call And Mama will stay home, I guess, and if she did wrong And I'll say a prayer for both of them and sing them my song
And Gulf winds bring me flying fish, shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, the heron are flying low Echo the songs my father knew in the of Mexico