luba, the baroness
Singer:baez, joan
it was only the finest wine
only the finest place to dine
handsome husband by your side
with the ladies was quite renowned
author of books made famous
on his years in the french underground
it was really your blue blood
no one could touch you with kid gloves
and the hands of little julian
et le pere du petit sebastian
brighter than he could be
preferred the darkened corners
and was even a little too young for me
he was oh so scholarly then
had a child by the name of julian
the eldest jean francoise
what a mixture of sweetness and snobbery
with wits like sabre through silk
had a child by the name of sebastian
and the hands of little julian
et le pere du petit sebastian
first family dinners with the gypsies
finger chimes and tambourines
with candlelit eyes of experience
as i became rapidly foolish
under your gaze and on red burgundy
in sixty-nine your father died
i saw you in the years between
impetuous son of the rich
taking care of your mother
and you are married now as well
three day wedding in the south of france
to an angel named annabelle
i called you on the phone
caught racing back through memories
her voice sounded quite the same
as we touched on the amenities
suddenly it fell and shattered
like a thousand broken tiffanies
in november jean francoise died
we were all there by his side
it's hard to keep these things inside
where are you staying and how's your son?
i'll put christophe on the phone
hell of a way to become the eldest son
it's true you had no choice
you must take care of her
while going through things afterward
a letter she wrote and never sent
a single phrase stood out to you
these are the words and how it went. and the hands of little julian
et le pere du petit sebastian