Adelaide

I remember wearing white when pop gave me away,

We sang and danced all through the night to

songs radios would play.

Black was next to lacey white,

and promises were made,

next to the old willow tree

in the city of Adelaide.

Summers passed on legs like redwoods, 

snails on apple trees,

We flew the flights to Egypt,

walked the forests of Belize.

Until the call of bedsheets caught us
bright and wandering astray,

Then we made another life,

A little girl named Adelaide.

She's a woman older now,

With babies of her own.

The sixty notches on the wall

told us how much she'd grown.

I'm a sick and lonely bird,

taking the path you made,

They'll all be at our graves on Sunday

playin' Adelaide.