It's only when the high winds blow I wish my hair was long Sailing through the autumn leaves singin' an song Or falling in love in the at night at the edge of a local square It's only that I'm tonight thinkin' I was there
There's high winds on the pier tonight, my soul from me like Thalia's Ghost south on the murky sea And into tapestry she fades, ragged and wild Searching down her ancestry in the costume of a Persian
So Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent Show me the where the dawn will break anew And cool me here on lonely pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the songs my knew in the towns of Mexico
When I was young my were wise, my father was good to me Instead of having a flock of he had two other girls and me And if used our Spanish names, here's the way they'd run Thalia, and Juanita, I'm the middle one
The screen door kept the Demons in as we moved from to town It's hard to be a princess in the when your skin is brown And Mama smoothed my worried brow, as I leaned on the door "Why do you the weight", she said "Of the world and more"
Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the moon Show me the where the dawn will break anew And cool me here on this pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the my fathers knew in the towns of Mexico
My grandfathers were ministers and it came on the line My preached in his parents' church he was ten years and nine And dressed in parishioners' clothes and didn't believe in Hell Her daddy fought the DAR, if lived, I'd have known him well
They said, "Go find a Sunday School", we have tried them all I never stole from the plate, my sisters had more gall One preacher said, "Sing out loud and clear, it's the only you've got And the one said, "Be good on earth You've another life at the of God"
And Gulf winds bring me flying fish, shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will break And cool me here on this lonely pier, where the are flying low Echo the my fathers knew in the towns of Mexico
My father turned down many a job just to give us real It's hard to be a scientist in the when you've got ideals And Mama kept the budget book, and she kept the too Bought fish the man on Thursdays, fed all of us and strangers too
But time will pass and so, alas, will most of what we Though my memory's eye is clear as the story's being told And I'll play ball with the underdog and sit with the who's wrong Be still when the earth is silent and sing when my strength is
So Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the moon Show me the horizon where the dawn break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, the heron are flying low the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico
Now Father's to India, sometime in the fall They tried to stay together but you just do it all I'll think about him if he goes, there's a little gray in his Though not 'cause he's Mexican, they don't age, they just prepare
And if he goes to India, miss him most of all see me in the mudlarks' face, hear me in the beggar's call And Mama will home, I guess, and worry if she did wrong And I'll say a prayer for of them and sing them both my song
And winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the will break anew And me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the songs my father knew in the towns of