Vic Chesnutt Betty Lonely lyrics

Betty Lonely lives in a duplex of stucco

On the north bank of a brackish river

Her ears omit the noise from a nearby airstrip

Her mind floats beyond the snapper boats

Betty Lonely, her green eyes are roughly staring

At a point through the sliding glass door

Her heart live over a drawbridge

Her brain is wet like a throw net

Betty Lonely, she will always think in Spanish

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Though I know her Spanish black hair

It will start to fade

She sunk her past out in the surrounding salt flats

Her maidenhood was lost beneath the Spanish moss

Betty Lonely just talks to her grandbaby

Everybody else she blots them out

But her words stick like a flounder gig

Her dry laugh is like a gaff