Rosemary with a Bible and a Gun

As strong as the day was long

Rosemary would sing along

Wheels rolling steady down the way

The ashtray it would fill up twice

The windows down felt nice

As miles stretched the twilight of the day

Driving up by 55

Mississippi zooming by

Salvation in the cool November air

I'm searching for the mixture

That could paint a pretty picture

Of the wind blowing through Rosemary's hair

Her daddy always said she was the one

Who made the light stars could wish upon

Rosemary with a Bible and a gun

I was more than smitten

By the words as they were written

And the opportunities awaiting there

Our time was etched and promised

Til the truth came down upon us

Descending all our hopes into despair

We took our leave and headed north

A tank at 20 dollars worth

The highway called her name like siren's call

25 and on the run

William Eggleston

Parking lots with neon in the fall

Her daddy's eyes drew fire into the sun

Asked me why I thought I was the one

His eyes could be deemed worthy to whoever cast upon

Rosemary with a Bible and a gun

One kiss could charm the dark to light, the dawn

This roller-coaster highway can't compare to the fun

Of Memphis saturated in decay and on the run

Rosemary with a Bible and a gun