by Debi Snider 1979
this song once had music, which I have totally forgotten,
so now, I suppose it’s just a poem.
Evidently I was full of angst in 1979 .
She was only sixteen, the summer she met him,
so began their romance with a midnight swim.
He was so much older and she was naive
that everything he told, she always believed.
She was only seventeen the day they were wed,
and her mama and her daddy cried softly in their bed.
He was so persuasive that she made a vow to him,
that anywhere he went, she would follow him.
She was only nineteen when her daughter came to be
and then when she was twenty he wanted to be free…
he was like a bird and he spread his wings to fly,
then he up and left her without explaining why.
He was just a drifter who called no place his home
and if she ever needed him, he was always gone
They all tried to tell her that he’d break her heart someday
but she just turned her head and slowly walked away.
She was only twenty one when the little daughter died
and she could see that he was hurt no matter how he tried
to cover up his feelings, when he asked if he could stay….
…..but she just turned her head, and slowly walked away.