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GULF WINDS

Paroles et musique :Joan C Baez
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It'  s only when the high winds blow that I wi  sh my hair was long
Sai  ling through the autumn   leaves sing  ing an a  ncien  t song
Or   falling in love in the streets at night at the e  dge of a local square
It's   only that I'm here   tonigh  t think  ing I   was there
The  re are high winds on the pier tonight my s  oul departs from me
Str  iding like Thalia's   ghost so  uth on   the m  urky sea
And   into midnight's tapestry she fa  des ragged and wild
Sea  rching down her ancestry   in the costum  e of a P  ersia  n chi  ld
 
 
And   gulf winds bring me flying fish that sh  ine in the crescent moon
Sho  w me the horizon where the d  awn will break a ne  w
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the h  eron are flying low
Ech  o the songs my fathe  r knew   in the t  owns   of Mexico
 
 
When I was young my eyes were wise my father was good to me
Instead of having a flock of sons he had two other girls and me
And if we had used our Spanish names here's the way they'd run
Thalia Margarita and Juanita I'm the middle one.
 
 
The screen door kept the demons in as we moved from town to town
It's hard to be a princess in the States when your skin is brown
And mama smoothed my worried brow as I leaned on the kitchen door
Why do you carry the weight she said of the world and maybe more?
 
 
And   gulf winds bring me flying fish that sh  ine in the crescent moon
Sho  w me the horizon where the d  awn will break a ne  w
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the h  eron are flying low
Ech  o the songs my fathe  r knew   in the t  owns   of Mexico
 
 
My grandfathers were ministers and it came on down the line
My father preached in his parents' church when he was ten years and nine
And mama dressed in parishoners' clothes and didn't believe in hell
Her daddy fought the DAR if he'd lived I'd have known him well
 
 
They said go find a Sunday School we must have tried them all
I never stole from the silver plate my sisters had more gall
One preacher said sing out loud and clear it's the only life you've got
And the next one said be good on earth you've another life at the feet of God
 
 
And   gulf winds bring me flying fish that sh  ine in the crescent moon
Sho  w me the horizon where the d  awn will break a ne  w
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the h  eron are flying low
Ech  o the songs my fathe  r knew   in the t  owns   of Mexico
 
 
My father turned down many a job just to give us something real
It's hard to be a scientist in the States when you've got ideals
And mama kept the budget book she kept the garden too
Bought fish from the man on Thursday fed all of us and strangers too
 
 
But time will pass and so alas will most of what we know
Though tonight my memory's eye is clear as the story's being told
And I'll play ball with the underdog and sit with the child who's wrong
Be still when the earth is silent and sing when my strength is gone
 
 
And   gulf winds bring me flying fish that sh  ine in the crescent moon
Sho  w me the horizon where the d  awn will break a ne  w
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the h  eron are flying low
Ech  o the songs my fathe  r knew   in the t  owns   of Mexico
 
 
Now father's going to India sometime in the fall
They tried to stay together but you just can't do it all
I'll think about him if he goes there's a little grey in his hair
Though not much because he's Mexican they don't age they just prepare
 
 
And if he goes to India I'll miss him most of all
He'll see me in the mudlarks' face hear me in the beggar's call
And mama will stay home I guess and worry if she did wrong
And I'll say a prayer for both of them and sing them both my song
 
 
And   gulf winds bring me flying fish that sh  ine in the crescent moon
Sho  w me the horizon where the d  awn will break a ne  w
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the h  eron are flying low
Ech  o the songs my fathe  r knew   in the t  owns   of Mexico

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