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 Posted: Sun Jun 20th, 2010 05:19 pm
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alytrain



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 Thanks to the extremely helpful feedback, I edited this song aggresively.  I also now have a tune for the entire song and I believe it is holding together nicely when I sing it.  As always, more feedback is appreciated.

 

Weep the Weep of a Widow (ver 2)
(c) 2010 Amber Train

WEEP THE WEEP OF A WIDOW:
 
V1

We wed just a week before he left for Parris Island
Then I packed up and headed south to LeJeune
child was in my belly we really didn’t have a plan 
no crib, don’t worry, combat pay’s coming soon

I watched as he set off on that ship to Afghanistan,

A woman beside me stood protestin in a chant
 
 
Bridge:

 

Then she turned and said somethin I didn't understand, she said girl, if you’re lucky . . .

Chorus:
 
You’ll weep the weep of a widow,
Then You’ll cry into your pillow
You’ll be able to wash away your sorrow
You’ll be able to start anew tomorrow
 
V2:


I’d long sit and watch the television anxious for news
Letters came some, I didn’t know him anymore
All the pieces he left out of them, it left me confused
I knew he’s just tryn to protect me from war
 
One day a captain calls and tells me he’s hurt but survived
then he’s home in a wheelchair, a babe again
others told me so many died you’re lucky he’s alive
although a shell of a man, filled up with pain

And,


Bridge:
I remember she said softly I couldn’t barely hear, she said girl, if you’re lucky
 
Chorus:
 
You’ll weep the weep of a widow
You’ll cry into your pillow, then
You’ll be able to wash away your sorrow, and
Somehow you’ll start anew tomorrow
 
V3:
 
I used to iron his uniform and polish his boots
Now I change his clothes and feed him his food
 
When the pills put him to sleep I sit and swing on the porch
The moon glows soft – a ghost of romance’s torch


And I think of his eyes, all scared and angry and sorry
And I know  if he could speak, he'd say darkly
 
Chorus:
 
I wish you coulda wept the weep of a widow
You could’ve  cried into your pillow

then you could’ve washed away your sorrow 
and you could’ve started anew tomorrow.

 


 
And when I look deep, its hard but its true,

I do wish, often, I’z a widow starting anew

 

Last edited on Wed Jun 23rd, 2010 05:42 pm by alytrain



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