Painted Desert Serenade
© by Joshua Kaddison

He said:

I want to paint you naked on a big brass bed,

With bright orange poppies all around your head.

And she said:

Crazy old man, I'm not young anymore.

Well that's all right, he whispered, I've never painted before.

Do you love me, Lady Jane, Lady Jane?

Do you love me, Lady Jane, Lady Jane?

You've got me talking to the moon,

You've got me walking in the rain.

Do you love me, do you love me, Lady Jane?

I want to read your tea leaves by candlelight,

On a bright, red velvet sofa I want to be with you all night.

I want to tickle your feet with a peacock plume.

Could you talk a little softer, there's other people in the room.

Do you love me, Lady Jane, Lady Jane?

Do you love me, Lady Jane, Lady Jane?

You've got me talking to the moon,

You've got me walking in the rain.

Do you love me, do you love me, Lady Jane?

And she said:

My children brought me here and told me they'd call.

But you know kids these days, that's just the way of it all.

And he said:

That makes us both footloose and fancy free.

So Jane, do you want to come see the Painted Desert with me?

Do you love me, Lady Jane, Lady Jane?

Do you love me, Lady Jane, Lady Jane?

You've got me talking to the moon,

You've got me walking in the rain.

Do you love me, do you love me, Lady Jane?

Do you love me like I love you, Lady Jane?

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