Southpaw Jones

It’s Friday, and I’m glad to take it easy this morning.

I recorded Mr. Dylan’s Girl from the North Country last year for Maggie’s birthday, and I’d like to share it again today. It sounds like autumn!

Girl from the North Country

Well, if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she’s wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin’ winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That’s the way I remember her best.

I’m a-wonderin’ if she remembers me at all.
Many times I’ve often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Autumn wins you best by this, its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
Robert Browning Hamilton

suicide food: animals that desire to be eaten. sickening.




One clue whose answer consists of two rhyming words:

She always surprises us with those white Egyptian lilies. It’s nice, but I like to have a vase prepared, you know. If only she’d give us a little…

Highlight here for answer: [lotus notice]



Thursday, October 18th, 2007
8:00 PM
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