Young Eudora

Young Eudora

I pine for the lines you draw

And how your long-winded legs wrap me up

In a tight headlock

And how that rose tattoo winks

When I dive down deep

     

Ain't no whippoorwills out tonight

Ain't no train grinding steel

And there ain't no sound

But the mighty sound

Of silence come unbound

     

Young Eudora

I'd eat from your backyard garden

Them tomatoes ripe and proud

As a new father

I can't wait to lose myself

In your ever-loving holler

     

Ain't no whippoorwills out tonight

Ain't no train grinding steel

And there ain't no sound

But the mighty sound

Of silence come unbound

     

Let me paint you in your birthday suit

Holding a paper plate full of barbecue

Naked as the day we came

Sam Cooke on the FM wave

Naked as the day we came

Sam Cooke on the FM wave

Ain't no whippoorwills out tonight

Ain't no train grinding steel

And there ain't no sound

But the mighty sound

Of silence come unbound

     

Young Eudora