Mark Lindsay Miss America Lyrics
Miss America by Mark Lindsay
As a young girl she ran wild - freely gave herself to men who understood.
She lay naked in the sun giving birth to what was clear and strong and good.
Oh Lord to hear her laugh was to know a joy that drove a sole insane.
And she'd lead you down a path through her river valleys etched in summer rain.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
She was offered jewels and fame and she wore the furs of souls who once she loved.
She was driven to the site of a marble grave where lay a dying dove.
Rage exploded 'cross her face and make up melted on the cemetery lawn.
And she cried for an embrace and she wrapped her fingers 'round the deep rose dawn.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
I've seen her in the forest and she's singin' peaceful songs for you and me,
And I've heard her in the hills and I'm glad to say she's still alive and free.
Oh Lord her lovin' eyes casting ripples 'neath the sun without a sound.
And she mirrors a clearing sky as her children dance along the rain washed ground.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
She lay naked in the sun giving birth to what was clear and strong and good.
Oh Lord to hear her laugh was to know a joy that drove a sole insane.
And she'd lead you down a path through her river valleys etched in summer rain.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
She was offered jewels and fame and she wore the furs of souls who once she loved.
She was driven to the site of a marble grave where lay a dying dove.
Rage exploded 'cross her face and make up melted on the cemetery lawn.
And she cried for an embrace and she wrapped her fingers 'round the deep rose dawn.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
I've seen her in the forest and she's singin' peaceful songs for you and me,
And I've heard her in the hills and I'm glad to say she's still alive and free.
Oh Lord her lovin' eyes casting ripples 'neath the sun without a sound.
And she mirrors a clearing sky as her children dance along the rain washed ground.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.
Do you Miss America,
Miss America,
Miss America, I know I do.