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JOANIE (Bob Lusk) Joanie speaks sharply of the things I love so well She thinks I'm chasing clouds, doesn't know that I can't tell Of the things I've seen and the places that I've been I hope she'll see a few of them before her life ends One Sunday in September I took a walk through hell But there was a little bit of heaven, I was with a friend that I knew well We saw Satan smiling with a leer in his eyes But as we came to the sunlight, Satan's image died Now I've seen purple rabbits moving softly in the glen And I've seen Warlocks and Witches in a land that once has been I've fought dragons and demons and felt the sharpness of death Now I'm in love with life and I live to feel my breath I've seen beauty in the trees in the morning in the sun Seen people playing silently and people on the run I've been to magic lands and into simple homes Seen the majesty of Greece and the glory that was Rome Joanie speaks sharply of the things I love so well She thinks I'm chasing clouds, doesn't know that I can't tell Of the things I've seen and the places that I've been I hope she'll see a few of them before her life ends Words and Music Bob Lusk c. 1967 (Joanie was and still is a good friend. This song was the product of a young mind - mine not hers.) filename[ JOANNIE BL |
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