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