Vidalia
de Andrew Bird
There was a time when I enjoyed Vidalia
There was no other fruit I dared my lips to touch
My granddad he prescribed me Vidalia
"for whatever ails ya" - heart disease the grippe
and such
But to yourself this medicine you'll properly expose
The benefits of health, wealth ad respect
Eat it like an apple of a deep colored rose
Sweet victory will be yours to delect
But how my palate grew tired
So sweet, so sweet; so sweet
No thanks I'll take defeat
I remember a dark and smoky den
Cheeks of roast beef bloody and rare
Whiskey-etched faces of barrel-chested men
And I'm feeling small, weak and scared
I remember that nook, the way I shook
Pain hurts innocence be dammed
Red with shame and red with grain
We all sit down to eat our lag of lamb
Our leg of lamb…
We all sit down our leg of lamb
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