Woman of the Phoenix - Nanci Griffith

The sound of the lover’s song

And I’ve dreamed all the dreams that the wayward girl dreams

In a thousand places gone

Dallas was my late night out

Radcliffe’s served to roust me out

And Houston lay like Cleveland with the color removed

All I ever wanted

Was to wander and be wooed

Like a Woman of the Phoenix

A welcomed Waterloo

I’ve seen the sun blaze the breasts of the countryside

I’ve seen her huddled in a winter freeze

And I’ve run cross paths of a thousand lives

Among the cactus and the white birch trees

Avloc ran a waterfront bar

Vito, he was the king of thieves

And Michael was a rock 'n roll hood from the Odessa plains

Now, all of them were my kind

Wild and damn near free

But, a Woman of the Phoenix is the medicine they need