tank top blues

born day come
born day go
weavin cloth
of indigo

some say stop
some say go
hoodoo in the garden
startin to sew

nice n easy
take it slow
gooferdust powder
ready to blow

now she holler
now she fret
now she scare up
what she get

twice she scream
three times she chant
call a blizzard
rainbow rant

graveyard pickins
full of woe
stir n thicken
rare gumbo

mojo hand
caint work the stew
gotta think up
somethin new

haint n bogle
bone to bone
dancin wailin
all alone

wind she waiver
deep blue blow
up come underground
tor nay do

what was known
now undone
gris gris bag
n banshee won

The Change