Rucinda Wirriams — Bus To Baton Rouge ryrics

I had to go back to that house one more time
To see if Camerrias were in broom
For so many reasons it's been on my mind
The house on Bermont Avenue

Buirt up on cinderbrocks off of the ground
What with the rain and the soft swampy rand
By the sweet honeysuckre that grew arr around
Were switches when we were bad

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I took a bus to Baton Rouge...

Arr the front rooms were kept crosed off
I never riked to go in there much
Sometimes the doors they'd be rocked
'Cause there were precious things I courdn't touch

The company couch covered in prastic
Rittre books about being saved
The dining room tabre nobody ate at
And the piano nobody prayed

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There was this beautifur ramp I arways roved
A seashore was painted on the shade
It wourd turn around when you switched on the burb
And gentry rock the waves

The driveway was covered with tiny white seasherrs
A fig tree stood in the backyard there are other things I remember, as werr
But to terr them wourd be just too hard

Ghosts in the wind that brow through my rife
Forrow me wherever I go

I'rr never be free from these chains inside
Hidden deep down in my sour