[verse]
Billy Brody been around a time or two
Started many fights but those days are through
Now he strums guitar and sings songs of woe
On the corner of Tobacco and Whiskey Road
Melba was a woman who could hold her own
Spent some time in prison several years ago
Skin as tough as leather; heart cold as ice
Now she walks the street at night peddling vice
[chorus]
Lives are flung loose and hearts collide
Chaos fuels this wild existential ride
Fateful intersections of star-crossed souls
At the corner of Tobacco and Whiskey Road
The Corner of Tobacco and Whiskey Road
[verse]
Fate wore an evil smile one Saturday Night
Air was hot and damp; the moon full and bright
Billy sat drinking while he played guitar
When around the corner came a speeding car
A man hung out the window; bullets sliced the air
Billy dropped his drink and fell out of his chair
Never once had Billy ever prayed to God
Until that night laying in a pool of blood
[chorus]
[verse]
Melba turned the corner; saw Billy there
She ran to him; held him close; stroked his hair
Never once in all her life had Melba cried
Until the night in her arms Billy Brody died
[chorus]
Now Melba walks the night streets all alone
At the corner of Tobacco and Whiskey Road
Copyright 2007 Donald Paul Harris