Callin' All Memories

Calling All Memories
© Mark Adam Miller/Brian Dean Maher

Cajun queen dark tan skin
Hazel eyes that would suck you in
Like a sinkhole in the middle of the marsh

Long black hair free and wild
Turned this man into a child
I fell that fall with the leaves and all of my heart

She loved to watch the pelicans fly
Over the Atchafalay a Basin
So I’m out on this bridge tonight
Slowly recreatin

Calling all memories
Of our love that used to be
With a bottle of Jack and a Louisiana breeze

Diggin it up and siftin through
Hurts so bad but feels good too
She ain’t comin back but at least a man can dream
Calling all memories

Three long years have slipped away
The pain still cuts like yesterday
You’d think by now she wouldn’t own my soul

Lord I know the past is the past
Dust to dust, ash to ash
I don’t wanna hold on but I just can’t let her go

Think I’ll stay here till the morning
Watch the fogbank roll on in
Raise a toast to my baby’s ghost
And start all over again

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