And Mimi, I miss you like no other When we were young you were like our second mother The days in a vault high Stranded in your house for weeks at a time, snowbound Us kids has so much fun at your house Heated by a big black potbelly stove I remember the orange embers glowing I remember the TV at night showing Happy days in Laverne & Shirley Oh that was our big night Pepperoni pizza and golden crisp potato chips And drinking root beer All those young prepubescent years All those young prepubescent years
Nothing to call my own Except what was given to me had I supposed Denoting nickels to scratch together Me and my cousins we had so much fun together Climbing apple trees and playing hide and seek And the Easter egg hunts There were so many hiding places On those so many eggs Rusty cars that went on for days And the bond that was stacked full of hay And the church next door with the yard full of grains
And I remember my sister and Jenny playing under the tree next to the house You'd sing "play me, oh won't you play with me Under my apple tree" Another line about the cellar door And we'll be jolly friends forevermore More more more more more more
And you guys will do this strategic can clapping thing To each other's hands while you sang it I remember us watching Jenny and Jimmy ice-skating on the frozen pond We could never coordinate our legs right We never figured out how to skate
That meaning you were often on your own Your husband out trucking You could make something outta nothing You always made sure we were fed You used real butter, that tasted so good, my mom used margerine I can still smell the frog legs sizzling in your Big black iron skillet and a bluegill and a bass That we caught from the pond You can make anything taste delicious Like a magician waving a magic wand I can still smell your white shoulders perfume And your expression that you always used How you'd say "Oh my God, Mark" Even later in life when I'd surprise you in your room There at the nursing home and rooster
So glad I got to get you on the phone on Thursday That I got a chance to tell you how much I loved you To tell you how much you meant to me And I gotta thank you for taking care of us And how I'd come by and knock on your window next time I was in Ohio, damn, I can't believe died there A couple days later alone, nobody allowed in to see you due to COVID But we were all there in spirit and I know you know it
I been mourning your loss the last two days Especially this one is outside, it's dreary and cold and pouring rain Laying in bed, thinking of my young summer and winter days Remember your smile as bright as a big sunflower Remembering how well you took care of your sun and daughters Remembering John Denver's greatest hits on display by the little turntable Remembering your kitchen and your giant oak table Now the sun glowed mellow, yellow light in the summer where the window was And the living room of that low ceiling house With all that ladder and egg shell in your house, I never once saw miles It's amazing how nice you kept the place Your home was a refuge, your home was a gathering place I don't know what to say at this point really Except to say how much I miss you and Mimi Your caring and loving and nurturing ways, were not lost on me You and your family have given me Some of my nicest, young memoriesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
