Rainy Night House

It was a rainy night We took a taxi to your mothers' home She went to Florida and left you With you father's gun alone Upon her small white bed I fell into a dream You sat up all the night and watched me To see who in the world I might be I am from the Sunday school I sing soprano in the upstairs choir You are a holy man ON the FM radio I sat up all the night and watched thee To see who in the world you might be You called me beautiful You called your mother she was very tanned So you packed your tent and went To live out in the Arizona sand You are a refugee From a wealthy family You gave up all the golden factories To see who in the world you might be