Margarita
from The Margarita Collection by Harvey Andrews
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This is the true story of my blind great aunt, Annie Pearce. I changed her name purely so that it would sing better. She would serve me tea in her perfectly preserved late Edwardian house and sometimes take me to the framed photograph of her fiance. Nobody ever told her that the image was gone.
lyrics
They're playing our song, Margarita,
Dance it this last time with me.
It won't be long, Margarita,
Soon I’ll be overseas.
Let me know that you'll care,
When I’ve gone over there,
They're playing our song, Margarita,
Dance it this last time with me.
Kiss me again, Margarita,
Give me a memory of you.
They say in France, Margarita,
One more push, we'll be through.
Yes I’ll write, but where from?
All they'll say is "The Somme"
So kiss me again, Margarita,
Give me a memory of you.
It's a new world, Margarita,
We'll build when it's through.
In that new world, Margarita,
We'll be wed, me and you.
My old great aunt, Margarita,
She'd been blind thirty years,
Would tell me of young Margarita,
Of her man and her tears,
She would say, "He was tall.
There's his picture on the wall."
My old great aunt Margarita,
She'd been blind thirty years.
She would ask "Is he smiling?"
I would stare at the frame.
But the sun was there, shining
Through her window again.
Where that sun always shone
He had faded and gone,
But she would ask "Is he smiling?"
I would say "He's the same."
Dance it this last time with me.
It won't be long, Margarita,
Soon I’ll be overseas.
Let me know that you'll care,
When I’ve gone over there,
They're playing our song, Margarita,
Dance it this last time with me.
Kiss me again, Margarita,
Give me a memory of you.
They say in France, Margarita,
One more push, we'll be through.
Yes I’ll write, but where from?
All they'll say is "The Somme"
So kiss me again, Margarita,
Give me a memory of you.
It's a new world, Margarita,
We'll build when it's through.
In that new world, Margarita,
We'll be wed, me and you.
My old great aunt, Margarita,
She'd been blind thirty years,
Would tell me of young Margarita,
Of her man and her tears,
She would say, "He was tall.
There's his picture on the wall."
My old great aunt Margarita,
She'd been blind thirty years.
She would ask "Is he smiling?"
I would stare at the frame.
But the sun was there, shining
Through her window again.
Where that sun always shone
He had faded and gone,
But she would ask "Is he smiling?"
I would say "He's the same."
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from The Margarita Collection,
released January 1, 1996
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