PrinceMyshkin
07-12-2008, 10:45 AM
I went down to St James Infirmary.
Longest walk I ever made.
There were children playing on every sidewalk.
I wished the sun would bless their every head.
There was a grizzled old Mama
on her balcony, smoking a lonely cigarette.
Everything good lay behind her,
nothing but trouble ahead.
There were people alive and dying
and some born good as dead.
There was some would take the best
of you and give you their worst instead.
I kept on walking and walking.
But the Infirmary was always
just as far away. But then, somewhere, in the distance,
where the sun was beginning to fail,
I heard the voice of a saxophone
begin its long, low wail.
Jerry Newman © 12Jul08
Longest walk I ever made.
There were children playing on every sidewalk.
I wished the sun would bless their every head.
There was a grizzled old Mama
on her balcony, smoking a lonely cigarette.
Everything good lay behind her,
nothing but trouble ahead.
There were people alive and dying
and some born good as dead.
There was some would take the best
of you and give you their worst instead.
I kept on walking and walking.
But the Infirmary was always
just as far away. But then, somewhere, in the distance,
where the sun was beginning to fail,
I heard the voice of a saxophone
begin its long, low wail.
Jerry Newman © 12Jul08