Walk of Angeline (feat. Connor Forsyth)

The Walk of Angeline

Phoebe Hunt (BMI) ©2014

Josephine came on the scene just past the point when Richard III

Had raised the price of living clean and well

So she looked inside the bottle, warped her mind and did the time

But had she known she would have saved herself from hell

22 her daddy knew that she was made for nothing better

So he threw her to the weather, wind and rain

And when she came home a knocking he had turned and changed the locks

And now she was destined for the Walk of Angeline

Though the walk of Angeline is one of glory

Apparitions will reveal her soul divine

What had been passed down the line as a sad story

Will in time unveil the walk of Angeline

Josephine had no companions since her momma had abandoned her

At least that’s how the neighbors tell the tale

But there are only words of praise when spoken from a state of grace

She laid no syllables to waste, bid them farewell

Followed down her momma’s path to find a place to sort the past

To put her memories to rest proved trying

There were roadblocks on the trails. Did she pass them? Did she fail?

When walking from her own babe laying there and crying

People say that she was fair

Josephine I don’t think she ever cared

For in the fable that she followed lived the calloused hands of time

But her mind was of her mother Angeline

Though the walk of Angeline is one of glory

Apparitions will reveal her soul divine

What had been passed down the line as a sad story

Will in time unveil the walk of Angeline