Comes A Lady
© 2007 Paul Fritzler Aprox 1978-‘79
I wrote this song quite a while ago, but I still remember that it was one of those songs that did not really have a distinct inspiration behind it. It was just a song that made me think about being in the mountains. Now when I play the song, I think specifically about a particular camp ground in the mountains of Colorado where we would go every year while I was growing up. Really the best times of my youth, as it related to my family, were spent at this spot. I apparently was not alone with this perception, as both my mother and father had their ashes spread at this camp ground. So now I sometimes refer to this song as the “Grave Yard” song…..since I too plan to request my ashes be spread there.
1st VERSE
I built my house, on the river. Live my life but I’m all alone.
Well I can see things, and I can feel things, but their’s just some things I don’t want to know.
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Comes a-lady, ..down the river. Says she wants me to
......................................................take her home.
2nd VERSE
Well theirs a fog where I been walk-in. I can hardly see the morn’in dew.
From the shadows, a bright black stallion, carries a rider who’s just pass’ in through.
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INSTRUMENTAL
3rd VERSE
Midnight meadow, on the river, it’s where I go when I think of you.
Moonlight madness, stardust sadness. Your eye’s aglow as the day breaks through.
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