Belated Promise Ring

Sunday morning my Rebekahs sleeping in with me again There's a kid outside the church kickin' a can When the ceder branchs twist she turns her collar to the wind The weather can close the world within it's hands And my mother says Rebekah is as stubborn as the come They both call me to with words I never knew There's a bug inside the thimble theres a band aid on her thumb And a pony in the river turning blue They say time may give you more then your poor bones could ever take My Rebekah says she never wants a boy To be barefoot on the driveway as they wave and ride away And to run inside and curse the open door I once gave to my Rebekah a belated promise ring And she sold it to the waitress one a train I may find her by the phone booth with a fashion magazine She may kiss me when her girlfriends leave again They say time may give you more then your poor bones could ever take I think I could never love another girl To be free atop a tree stump and to look the other way While she shines my mothers imitation pearls Sunday evening, my Rebeka's lost a book she never read And the moon fell into the sea So the statues of our fathers in the courthouse flowerbed Now they bend with all the lighting tattered trees They say time may give you more then your poor bones could ever take My Rebekah said she knew I'd want a boy A dollar for my boardwalk red balloon to float away She would earn a pocketful to buy me more