The Reformed Soul

Last time

I saw you

Calling my way

Was the sixth

Of May

And oh lord

You had so 

Much to say

Cos you

Sure loved

Complaining

Where you

At

Who you with 

Time you home

But Mary

It's a leap of faith

When loves hand

You blindly take

For there's so much

Middle ground 

To help forget old

Mistakes

For real hearts

Do really break

When there's no hope

Of

Escape

But from Sacramento

To the green hills

In Rome

I know I promised

To try 

To

Make it home

That last night

Before our big 

Fight

But little 

By Little

You kept

Firing your

Lips pistols

Making

My soul itch

Like Scotch Fiddle

So here

Tonight

Now

I'm in the Great In-Between

After

Floating out of

That cold old hospital

After taking

Too much white powder

And liquor 

I know I did promise

I'd visit

So  

In spirit

Here I am

And in these words

Remember

That young man 

The young man

You once knew 

And met

In The Shady Lady Saloon

In Sacramento

On that lovely Sunday

Afternoon 

Before our world

Turned black and

Blue

So I'm just calling by

To say goodbye

For Terri Anne

My spirit guide waits

To take me

To the Lords

Great Halls

To stand

Once more tall

Before my last ever

Fateful fall

Don't go blaming

Yourself

I ain't complaining

Put away those pistols

And try to stop

Hurting

This is my last kiss

Before

In that Great Hall

I pull back the red stage curtain

You'll be ok

Of this

I'm certain

Just

Remember me

The man 

Who you  once met 

On that 

Unforgettable 

Sunday afternoon 

In The

Shady Lady Saloon

(C)

Copyright John Duffy