Gone X 5 (West Bank)

1
Remember Seven Corners
And the West Bank Scene
The smoky bars and coffee shops
Where we used to meet
But the years went by
And the crowd moved on
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

2
Whatever happened to Vicky?
Who in the hell would know
She used to paint our portraits in oil
For ten bucks a throw
The a Texas phone call
Woke her up at dawn
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

Friday night at my place
We gathered in the back yard
In the summertime in Minnesota when the days were long
We played our music
We showed our latest art
And ended up a block away at
The Mixers Bar

3
I lost track of Ross
The harmonica kid
The guy used to blow the harp so hard
His lips would bleed
He learned to bend a note
Listening to Little Sun
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

4
I went looking for Bill
A wild friend of mine
Drove his truck down to Mexico
To see what he could find
And then a little bird sang
And the heat came down
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

We listened to John Koerner and Dave Snaker Ray
And Willy Murphy
And the first album by Bonnie Raitt
And the music spilled out into the West Bank dark
From the Triangle to the Viking Bar

5
The most famous poet
That was old John B
Working from a bible and a bottle
And a mystery
On the Mississippi shoreline
John B met God
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

6
Take a message to Callie
Tell her I´m not alone
Tell her that a dark-eyed woman
Is caring for my soul
She used to tell me she loved me
With an Indian tongue
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

One seventeen Cedar Avenue
The old house is gone now
The old friends too
And we were blown and scattered
Like old dry leaves
But we still remember
The West Bank scene

7
For many an hour
I´ve been thinking about this
Words scrawled on a mirror
In red lipstick
But there was no going back
To a dream undone
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.