Annie Lennox
Ladies Of The Canyon
Trina wears her wampam beads She fills her drawing book with line Sewing lace on widow's weeds
And filagree on leaf and vine
Vine and leaf are filagree And her coat's a second-hand one Sewn in antique luxury, She is a lady of the canyon
Annie sits you down to eat She always makes you welcome in Cats and babies around her feet
And all are fat and none are thin
None are thin and all are fat She may bake some brownies today Saying you are welcome back She is another canyon lady Esterella, circus girl, Comes wrapped in songs and gypsy shawls Songs like tiny hammers hurled At bevelled mirrors in empty halls
Empty halls and bevelled mirrors Sailing seas and climbing banyans
Come out for a visit here To be a lady of the canyon Letras de canciones
Trina takes her paints and thread
And weaves a pattern all her own
Annie bakes her cakes and bread And gathers flowers for her home For her home she gathers flowers
And Esterella, dear companion Colours up the sunshine hours
Pouring music down the canyon Colouring the sunshine hours They are the ladies of the canyon
From Letras Mania