WATERMELON WIND 121311 - I PLAY C

Peggy taught me an Eagles song toward the end off our life together. I think it was NEW BOY IN TOWN. (I had no idea what she was telling me.) I took the chord progression from that song and wrote this. Peggy said that was cheating.

WATERMELON WIND Capo @ 5 Key G

On a (G) road outside of Brownsboro there’s a (Bm) watermelon stand
Dm Dm - E
All boarded and bedraggled, fallen signs peak thru the sand
Am Am -
I recall my mother’s stories. I push back the hands of Time
Am - - D
And I pull off on the shoulder. Feel the breeze and smell the pine

There was a watermelon hauler. Big flatbed truck with built-up sides
Hauling melons into Dallas with a smile he couldn’t hide
Every time he loaded melons at that Brownsboro melon stand
He’d take a slice of Mother. She as a girl. He was a man.

Instrumental…,

Soft winds blow across the meadow. Feels it’s way up Natchez Creek.
Seems to whisper affirmation to the answers that I seek
I sit and listen to the stories Mother etched here in my mind
About that watermelon hauler and the girl he left behind

Does he roll down his window the way I do sometimes
Pull off here on the shoulder. Feel the breeze and smell the pines
And does he ever wonder whatever happened to that girl
In a time of quiet reflection in this busy, busy world

(C) 2007 Royal T Music

I love singing this song to myself. I have sung it in public only once.
My problem is:
I start crying and the sobbing gets so so deep it turns m my stomach into stone…
The fact that it’s a totally made up story, made up by me, in no way lessens the intensity of my response in it’s telling
My “prompt” was all the “wind’ songs:” Mandolin Wind, Hickory Wind, Wayward Wind, Dust in the Wind, Blowing in the Wind, The Wind Cries, “,Mary,” Candle in the Wind, They Call the Wind Mariah, Winds of Change, Against the Wind, Colors of the Wind, Seminole Wind…