VD City (incomplete)

(VD Seamans Last Letter)

Woody Guthrie

  The Minnesota Hotel Tape: Home of Bonnie Beecher, Minneapolis MN - 22.dec.1961  

When I take my pencil and paper my dear in my hand
The plans that we dreamed like wild waves like in my mind
And the cottage and kids that we dreamed of will never come true
I've got that old siff and I'll not bring it home dear to you.

I can't write so plain for my boat rides a high pitching sea
As you read my words there's no telling where I would be
You kept your promise you saved all your kisses for me
I broke my vows and I'm wrecked with that ol' VD.

I sit on the edge of my bunk dear to write you these lines
And the rest of my crew they're sleeping the land of their dreams
As I walk the deck and look out on the ocean an skies
I hear of your weeping my sifless will bring to your life.

I can taste your wet lips as you kissed me goodbye at the pier
An' the splash of the foams I can hear your sweet words in my ear
Keep yourself healthy and keep yourself clean oh my dear
We will kiss again here if your gone for a week or a year.

Each time the wild waves rise up my love sinks more
My ??? I steer right to your shore
I tossed this away for a drink in that gamblin' house bar
With the siff as my cargo, I'll dock in your harbour no more.

Well the words of my letters they're soaked in my unfaithful tears
The storm it is worst and now all of my dreams I have speared it
I'll drown in my sifless somewhere in this wild boiling foam.

Come all you salt seamen that walk on that land oR the waves
Don't let a wild hour (bury)(lose) all your hopes in the grave
Steer from that quicksand and sail to your brightest of stars
Don't let that sifless wreck you in these hot fiery waves.