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Mary Rocap: Music

Oleander

(Oleander off of Deep December Dreams)
November 18, 2011
Mary Rocap

written while at Ocracoke Island, NC 2010 Tom stating “You know that the oleander plant is poisonous don’t you?’

Don’t you hear the lonesome call of the mourning dove

It’s a common sound I don’t think much of

Heard it all my life, more’s the shame

I’d rather hear the warble of the whippoorwill

If I hadn’t run away I would be there still

Pleased to meet you, Oleander is my name

 

That’s a pretty name for a pretty face

And I’ll bet a little loving would soon erase

All the worries and troubles that are on your mind

Maybe it won’t and maybe it will

But I’ll tell you Mister my looks can kill

It would come out better for you if your love was blind

 

'cause Oleander could be your doom

Oleander a rosy bloom

Oleander smells so sweet

Makes a heart forget to beat

 

I was raised up hard and I was raised up mean I

 was the prettiest baby Momma’d ever seen

But a girl that was pretty and poor filled her with dread

Now Momma believed that words had power

So she named me for a poison flower

I done for you what I could was what she said

Now I could love you till the day you die

But if I was you I’d just walk on by

Go on now – forget you ever came

It won’t get better it will only get worse

Cause I live in the shadow of my Momma’s curse

Go on now – I’ll not tell you again that