A cold linoleum dance
across the kitchen floor
Belly swollen under her gown
undulating waves of life
Telling stories to a beloved stranger
of fairies and queens and the bakers man
Voice is soothing and calm
undulating waves of life



The Army has finally arrived
Hide under my petticoats little one
Momma will keep you safe
Bury the silver and free all the horses
Nevermind the clothes on the line
Find the few men that are left
The old and infirmed will fight the battle
Their feeble attempt marked in history
They'll burn the corn crib
They'll burn the barn
They'll sip muscadine wine
out of Grandmothers crystal
They'll break this Southern heart