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                                             Black Eagle Lady
                                              by Will Dockery

LadyÕs walking down South Seale Road,
I hope she gets there soon.
LadyÕs walking down South Seale Road,
I hope she gets there soon.
She sees flashing dollar signs,
under the moon.

Blame it on silk sheets on a silver blanket,
or a valentine I did not buy.
Blame it on silk sheets on a silver blanket,
or a valentine I did not buy.
I donÕt know her touch,
although I recall itÕs quite fine.

Her hair black as a crow,
be careful though stones she throws.
Her hair black as a crow,
be careful though stones she throws.
Teeth like a timber wolf, thatÕs me,
He wanders the archtypical frozen land.
Spirit of the eagle, sheÕs free.
Every little word you speak,
good sweet friend,
it comes straight through to my mind,
clear across town,
clear across the river.



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Black Eagle Lady is copyright 1998 by Will Dockery