Vic Chesnutt Betty Lonely Lyrics

Betty Lonely lives in a duplex of stuccoon the north bank of a brackish riverher ears omit the noise from a nearby airstripher mind floats beyond the snapper boats
Betty Lonely, her green eyes are roughly staringat a point through the sliding glass doorher heart live over a drawbridge
her brain is wet like a throw net
Betty Lonely, she will always think in Spanishthough I know her Spanish black hairit will start to fadeshe sunk her past out in the surrounding salt flatsher maidenhood was lost beneath the Spanish moss
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Betty Lonely just talks to her grandbabyeverybody else she blots them outbut her words stick like a flounder gigher dry laugh is like a gaff