Lucinda

We met one summer evening As the sun was going down She was lying on the beach In her graduation gown She was wrapped up in a blanket (I could tell she knew her way around) And as I lay down beside her You know she never made a sound On down the beach came the beachcleaning man Scoopin' up the papers and flattening down the sand "Lucinda, Lucinda, Lucinda we've got to run away That big white truck is closin' in And we'll get wounded if we stay" Now Lucinda lies buried 'neath the California sand Put under by the beachcleaning man Lucinda, Lucinda, Lucinda why'd you have to go? They sent her to high school They sent her to low school She just wouldn't go further