Ms Wesley

Ms Wesley

Ms Wesley An Original Song By Dennis Hartman Coyote Creek Blues

Lyrics:

Lyrics to Ms. Wesley

Verse 1
Pleased to meet you, my name is Ms. Wesley.
And my home is here on the street.
I once had a rich husband,
And had servants that would wait at my feet.
These days I live by the kindness of others,
A shopping cart and second hand clothes;
If you could spare food or a dollar…
Then maybe you can still save a soul.

Verse 2
I wish I had someone to love me,
Like he loved me once in the past;
And if memories have any value,
Then my mind gives me pictures to last.
My skin feels hard just like leather,
My hands tremble with nothing to hold;
There’s a hole in my sweater elbow,
And my lips peel and crack from the cold.

Bridge
It gets cold sleeping on a park bench…
In the winter it’s frosty outside;
I walk till my poor feet have blisters…
City buses won’t give me a ride!
Looking in trash cans for treasure…
Poking through half eaten food;
Discarded like an old paper wrapper…
Life can lead you in paths you can’t choose.

Verse 3
Some woman have husbands or children,
They can smile when the world treats them bad;
I’m a woman who stands before you with nothing,
Since dreams are all that I have.
And when you sit down at a restaurant…
At a table with so much food to eat;
And you see me pass by the window…
Give a thought to folks starving on the street.

Outro
Pleased to meet you, my name is Ms. Wesley.
And my home is here on the street.
I once had a rich husband,
And had servants that would wait at my feet.

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