MARGARET Words and music by Lenny Solomon

© L.Solomon 2002

Margaret Joy, was born a belle in Georgia

Spent those young years in a lazy southern town

Loved to pick the peaches, smell the magnolias

Liked to say hello to everyone around

Now she sits by her window, held open with a cane

Oh, the view outside,

How it's changed from times gone by

Oh, I remember when, my life was better then

And the breezes blew, sweet around the window frame

Of the house, we called the Southern Cross

There is stood, for all those generations

But now it’s gone, covered with Spanish moss

On those summer nights, she’d swing and eat ambrosia

That she helped mix up with, mammy mine

Never stopped to think what she took for granted

Was a way of life that had just run out of time

Now she sits by her window, held open with a cane

Oh, the view outside,

How it's changed from times gone by

Oh, I remember when, my life was better then

And the breezes blew, sweet around the window frame

Of the house, we called the Southern Cross

There is stood, for all those generations

But now it’s gone, covered with Spanish moss