GRAND MARAIS by Jay Stielstra (learned from Craig Johnson)

I remember her from another day,
A clever little girl that I knew in Grand Marais,
I was just passin' through-a free & easy liver,
She didn't know what she wanted--there 'tweren't nothin' I could give her.

But we swam without our clothes in Lake Superior's waters,
Played the tavern jukebox--still 6 songs for a quarter,
But she could not get free from all those fatal forces,
And waitin' around for me seemed like wasting her resources.

Eventually she got married to a jackpine savage,
He was no worse or better than the average,
Now she's only 25 & already's got 4 babies.
And in a sportsman's bar he calls her his old lady.

Can she bake a cherry pie, Billy boy, Billy boy,
Can she bake a cherry pie, charmin' Billy?
She can bake a cherry pie,
Read a movie magazine,
And she keeps her house remarkably clean

But she never skinny dips or drinks wine from a bottle,
She spends her spare time at her snowmobile throttle,
But I remember her from another day,
A clever little girl that I knew in Grand Marais.

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