Fifteen Follow

Blessed Are...
Fifteen Month
The cats are sleeping here in the autumn sun
Your dog has flushed a deer ans he´s on the run
And the cofee cup is cold
And the morning´s feeling very old.

Fifteen month of time my man´s been gone
The second winter now is coming on
And our fates could all be worse
But sometimes I still must curse my own.

And hello
I wish you well
Where you sleep
All in your cell

As for friends, I can´t complain, the´ve been good to me.
The fire´s burning bright, they´ve left wood for me.
And the roof has been repaired
And I thank them for the love they´ve shared.

You see there´s really nothing wrong, I´ve just got the blues
Cuz if you give a damn you´re going to pay some dues
But if you see the game we´re in
Like I do, you know in time we´ll win.

And hello
I wish you well
Where you sleep
All in your cell.

So time give me a break of a week or more
My head is reeling and my back is sore
And the baby cries for me
And I think I´ll walk by the sea alone.

Joan Baez
Copyright 1979 by Chandos Music
ASCAP 4:30

Blessed Are...
Fifteen Month