Nora LeeA Poem by johntheghostLove song to a city
I fell in love when I was eighteen I fell in love with a southern lady I fell in love with Nora Lee Nora Lee Nora Lee Like a slow bayou breeze Dancing and liquor and loving Days passed for hours Weeks for years Memories faded Nora remained Boudin for breakfast Seafood for supper Gumbo and jazz Walks on the levy Slow moving freight Hustlers hookers Nicks without names Nora was special Nora was strange Spot of eccentric Beauty less brains Panhandled corners Tourists enslaved Slow boiled muscles Drunks in disorder Drums in the distance Colors in line Marching madness Flying doubloons REFRAIN Spring flows to summer Jazz fest to sol Life’s expectations Plight thee my troth Nora grew lazy I lost my zeal Gamblers gamble Rivers roll on Priests pray redemption Witches brew luck Nora Lee left me Better or not When Kat blew in Pushing a storm Chaos and danger Nowhere to run Beyond all disaster Death rides a wave Swamp smells sulphur Self void of worth Nora lay dying Drowning for help No one responding Alone on this earth REFRAIN No words can describe The smell No words can explain The hell No words can convince The world No words means no words I fell in love when I was eighteen I fell in love with a southern lady I fell in love with Nora Lee Nora Lee Nora Lee Like a slow summer breeze I can still feel her breath on the songs that I sing © 2011 johntheghost |
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Added on January 20, 2011 Last Updated on January 20, 2011 Author
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