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