It's when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long through the autumn leaves singin' an ancient song Or falling in love in the at night at the edge of a local square It's only I'm here tonight thinkin' I was there
There's high winds on the tonight, my soul departs from me Striding Thalia's Ghost south on the murky sea And into midnight's tapestry she fades, ragged and Searching down her ancestry in the costume of a child
So Gulf winds me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will anew And me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are flying low the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico
When I was young my eyes wise, my father was good to me Instead of having a flock of sons he had two other and me And if we'd used our Spanish names, the way they'd run Thalia, Margarita and Juanita, I'm the one
The screen door kept the in as we moved from town to town It's hard to be a princess in the States when skin is brown And Mama smoothed my worried brow, as I leaned on the kitchen "Why do you carry the weight", she "Of the and maybe more"
Gulf winds bring me fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, where the are flying low the songs my fathers knew in the towns of Mexico
My grandfathers were ministers and it came on down the My Father preached in his parents' When he was ten and nine And Mama dressed in parishioners' clothes and didn't in Hell Her fought the DAR, if he'd lived, I'd have known him well
They said, "Go find a Sunday School", we have tried them all I stole from the silver plate, my sisters had more gall One preacher said, "Sing out loud and clear, it's the life you've got And the next one said, "Be on earth You've life at the feet of God"
And Gulf bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the will break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, where the are flying low the songs my fathers knew in the towns of Mexico
My father turned many a job just to give us something real It's to be a scientist in the States when you've got ideals And Mama kept the budget book, and she the garden too Bought fish from the man on Thursdays, fed all of us and too
But time will pass and so, alas, will most of what we Though tonight my eye is clear as the story's being told And I'll play ball with the and sit with the child who's wrong Be when the earth is silent and sing when my strength is gone
So Gulf winds bring me fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are low the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico
Now Father's going to India, in the fall They tried to stay but you just can't do it all I'll think him if he goes, there's a little gray in his hair Though not much 'cause he's Mexican, they don't age, they prepare
And if he goes to India, miss him most of all He'll see me in the face, hear me in the beggar's call And Mama will home, I guess, and worry if she did wrong And I'll say a prayer for both of them and them both my song
And winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon me the horizon where the dawn will break anew And cool me here on this pier, where the heron are flying low the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico