Sweet Magdeline - Will Hoge

Here we sit again and tales begin to spin about the things that we’ve done and

seen

Stories of wine glutton and glory and the occasional altered dreams

Appetites for memories grow as the sunshine begins to fade across the hill

It’s the same old chill lurking right there in the shade

Just as a child with bright eyes and a smile laughter was all she knew

Her mama was away and all papa did was pray so the wanderlust slowly grew

She spread her wings and a couple other things for the medicine man downtown

With his bottle of elixir he said that he could fix her and soon she was going

down

And everything begins to look the same

Feel the burn from the same old evil flame

We watched her fall from sweet and kind and I wish she could come back sweet

magdeline

She was gone on a bad trip followed by a needle and a silver spoon

Mama sat and cried and papa told us lies said she’d be back real soon

Suddenly the seasons changed from the fall back to the spring

Answers live like peasants here when the questions reign as king