It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my was long Sailing through the autumn leaves an ancient song Or falling in love in the streets at night at the of a local square It's that I'm here tonight thinkin' I was there
There's high on the pier tonight, my soul departs from me Striding like Ghost south on the murky sea And into midnight's she fades, ragged and wild down her ancestry in the costume of a Persian child
So Gulf bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the where the dawn 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
When I was young my eyes were wise, my father was to me of having a flock of sons he had two other girls and me And if we'd used our Spanish names, the way they'd run Thalia, Margarita and Juanita, I'm the one
The screen door the Demons in as we moved from town to town It's hard to be a princess in the States when your is brown And Mama smoothed my brow, as I leaned on the kitchen door "Why do you the weight", she said "Of the and maybe more"
Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the moon Show me the horizon where the dawn break anew And cool me on this lonely pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the my fathers knew in the towns of Mexico
My grandfathers were ministers and it came on down the My Father in his parents' church he was ten years and nine And Mama dressed in parishioners' clothes and believe in Hell Her daddy fought the DAR, if he'd lived, I'd have him well
They said, "Go find a Sunday School", we 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 at the feet of God"
And Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent Show me the horizon where the dawn break anew And cool me here on lonely pier, where the heron are flying low the songs my fathers knew in the towns of Mexico
My father turned down many a job just to give us real It's hard to be a scientist in the States you've got ideals And Mama kept the budget book, and she the garden too Bought fish from the man on Thursdays, fed all of us and too
But will pass and so, alas, will most of what we know Though tonight my memory's eye is clear as the story's told And I'll play ball the underdog and sit with the child who's wrong Be still the earth is silent and sing when my strength is gone
So Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the moon Show me the horizon where the dawn break anew And me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the songs my father knew in the of Mexico
Now Father's going to India, in the fall They tried to stay together but you just do it all I'll think about him if he goes, there's a gray in his hair Though not much 'cause he's Mexican, they don't age, just prepare
And if he goes to India, miss him most of all He'll see me in the mudlarks' face, me in the beggar's call And Mama will home, I guess, and worry if she did wrong And I'll say a for both of them and sing them both my song
And Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent Show me the horizon where the will break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are low Echo the songs my father knew in the of Mexico