Song for Sharon

<br>I went to staten island.<br><br>To buy myself a mandolin<br><br>And I saw the long white dress of love<br><br>On a storefront mannequin<br><br>Big boat chuggin back with a belly full of cars...<br><br>All for something lacy<br><br>Some girls going to see that dress<br><br>And crave that day like crazy<br><br><br><br>Little indian kids on a bridge up in canada<br><br>They can balance and they can climb<br><br>Like their fathers before them<br><br>Theyll walk the girders of the manhattan skyline<br><br>Shine your light on me miss liberty<br><br>Because as soon as this ferry boat docks<br><br>Im headed to the church<br><br>To play bingo<br><br>Fleece me with the gamblers flocks<br><br><br><br>I can keep my cool at poker<br><br>But Im a fool when loves at stake<br><br>Because I cant conceal emotion<br><br>What Im feelings always written on my face<br><br>Theres a gypsy down on bleecker street<br><br>I went in to see her as a kind of joke<br><br>And she lit a candle for my love luck<br><br>And eighteen bucks went up in smoke<br><br><br><br>Sharon, I left my man<br><br>At a north dakota junction<br><br>And I came out to the &quot;big apple&quot; here<br><br>To face the dreams malfunction<br><br>Loves a repetitious danger<br><br>Youd think Id be accustomed to<br><br>Well, I do accept the changes<br><br>At least better than I used to do<br><br><br><br>A woman I knew just drowned herself<br><br>The well was deep and muddy<br><br>She was just shaking off futility<br><br>Or punishing somebody<br><br>My friends were calling up all day yesterday<br><br>All emotions and abstractions<br><br>It seems we all live so close to that line<br><br>And so far from satisfaction<br><br><br><br>Dora says, &quot;have children!&quot;<br><br>Mama and betsy say-&quot;find yourself a charity.&quot;<br><br>Help the needy and the crippled or put some time into ecology.&quot;<br><br>Well, theres a wide wide world of noble causes<br><br>And lovely landscapes to discover<br><br>But all I really want right now<br><br>Is...find another lover<br><br><br><br>When we were kids in maidstone, sharon<br><br>I went to every wedding in that little town<br><br>To see the tears and the kisses<br><br>And the pretty lady in the white lace wedding gown<br><br>And walking home on the railroad tracks<br><br>Or swinging on the playground swing<br><br>Love stimulated my illusions<br><br>More than anything<br><br><br><br>And when I went skating after golden reggie<br><br>You know it was white lace I was chasing<br><br>Chasing dreams<br><br>Mamas nylons underneath my cowgirl jeans<br><br>He showed me first you get the kisses<br><br>And then you get the tears<br><br>But the ceremony of the bells and lace<br><br>Still veils this reckless fool here<br><br><br><br>Now there are 29 skaters on wolmann rink<br><br>Circling in singles and in pairs<br><br>In this vigorous anonymity<br><br>A blank face at the window stares and stares and stares and stares<br><br>And the power of reason<br><br>And the flowers of deep feeling<br><br>Seem to serve me<br><br>Only to deceive me<br><br><br><br>Sharon youve got a husband<br><br>And a family and a farm<br><br>Ive got the apple of temptation<br><br>And a diamond snake around my arm<br><br>But you still have your music<br><br>And Ive still got my eyes on the land and the sky<br><br>You sing for your friends and your family<br><br>Ill walk green pastures by and by