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Tony Joe White - Lake Placid Blues, 1995
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At the time I was too young for the men
But it's become much clearer through the years
We gathered round the boy in his army clothes
Said goodbye and his mother shed her tears

Every day she watched for the postman
But the long awaited letter was over due
It's not the silence that makes you crazy
It's the sound of a heart breaking in two

Then it came across the ocean
It was hard to understand the awful news
I don't know why I still remember
I guess it's just the Lake Placid Blues

I turned 18 and left that part of the country
Went down on the Padre Island coast
Of all the hard times I still remember
he repossession of the guitar hurt the most

I often stood in line outside the mission
And I huddled there beside them in the rain
A priest came to the door with empty eyes
I could see he no longer felt their pain

Some were searchin' for forgiveness
And others only wanted food
I needed more than I could ask for
There is no comfort with the Lake Placid Blues

It's hard to find good friends in a lifetime
You can usually count 'em on one hand
I shivered by the fire and the dawn was breakin'
And I scattered his ashes on the sand

And the silver cranes came over in formation
In a sacred manner they flew
And I will always remember
The sky, the Lake Placid Blues

2 commentaires:

Caty a dit…

Photos du lac du Salagou ?
et merci votre blog / coffre aux trésors, merci de partager tant de richesses

loeildeschats a dit…

Oui, le Salagou, comme là aussi, pas très loin de chez les chats