betty lonely
Singer:cowboy junkies
betty lonely lives in a duplex of stucco
on the north bank of a brackish river
her ears omit noise from a nearby airstrip
her mind floats beyond the snapper boats
her green eyes are roughly staring
at a point through a sliding glass door
her heart lives over the drawbridge
her brain is wet like a throw net
she will always think in spanish
though i know her spanish black hair
she sunk her past out in the surrounding salt flats
her maidenhood was lost beneath the spanish moss
betty lonely just talks to her grandbaby
but her words stick like a flounder gig
her dry laugh is like a gaff
betty lonely lives in a duplex of stucco
on the north bank of a brackish river
her ears omit noise from a nearby airstrip