From the recording Wistfully Yours: Solo Edition
Lyrics
Chestnuts and Love
Gypsy lady’s all decked out in a
One-bare shoulder dress
Spontaneity’s in her eyes
In a come-hither smile
She came from the badlands where
Nothing grew but the hole in her heart
She's achin’ for salvation to feel love's last mile
Oh my dear, let’s fly our kite into the eye of the hurricane
Gypsy lady told me
It's time to hibernate
To acclimate our souls
To a still life of death
Deep down in our snow cave
Cuddled up with our stash
Of wild berries and nuts and
Tequila-drenched poetry
Oh my dear, let’s fly our kite into the eye of the hurricane
Hark the harbinger
Woodpeckers a drummin’
Robin's singing in the rain
Daffodils sipping sunlight
Our endless sleep interrupted
By the sweet smell of Spring
Another year to forage
Chestnuts and love
Another year to forage
Chestnuts and love
Chestnuts and love