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letra de george - william bolcom

my friend george used to say
“oh, call me georgia, hon
get yourselves a drink.”
and sang the best soprano
in our part of town
in beads, brocade, and pins
he sang if you happened in
through the door he never locked
and said, “get yourselves a drink.”
and sang out loud
till tears fell in the cognac
and in the chocolate milk and gin
and on the beads, brocade, and pins
when strangers happened through his open door
george said, “stay, but you gotta keep quiet
while i sing, and then a minute after
and call me georgia.”
one fine day a stranger
in a suit of navy blue
took george’s life
with a knife
george had placed beside an apple pie he’d baked
and stabbed him in the middle
of “un bel dì vedremo”
which he sang for this particular stranger
who was in the united states navy
the funeral was at the c-cktail hour
we knew george would like it that way
tears fell on the beads, brocade, and pins
in the coffin
which was white
because george was a virgin
oh, call him georgia, hon
get yourself a drink
you can call me georgia, hon
get yourself a drink!

- william bolcom

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