Marjorie is dreaming of Horses

There is this song that always reminds me of Sister Morgan. I dont' know why. Maybe because she likes horses. It came on the other day while I was feeding Ella. You see, I made this special playlist on my iPod for labor & delivery entitled "Chill songs" It consists of everything from Nick Drake (the inspiration to begin with) and Aimee Mann to Brian Webb and Counting Crows. It's purpose was to calm and inspire during the deep gilted contractions. Needless to say, it had little effect (or would that be affect?) over said pains, mostly due to the fact that my iPod didn't leave my bag until after the babe had arrived. I personally doubt it would have made much difference anyway. That huge needle, on the other hand, that they stuck into my back--that did wonders! Continuing on: As I was feeding little Ella the other day, I plugged those ear pods into my head to listen to my chill songs since I didn't have to worry about not being able to hear her cries over the music since she was in my own lap happily eating away. (Really long run-on sentance) "Another Horsedreamer's Blues" comes on, and my mind is directed toward thoughts of Sister Morgan. Every time I hear this song, I think of her. Does anyone else know this song? What do you think--Does it spark any thoughts of our dear WC instructor? Here are the lyrics for interested parties.

Margery's dreaming of the middle of the day

Tiyuri to win

Perfect Dozen to place

Money is the matter that's been on her mind

Time ticks by her one race at a time

She's trying to be a good girl

And give 'em what they want

But Margery's dreaming of horses

Looking' at a green sky

Sun like a red eye

Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by

She's tired and lonely

Scared and depressed

Her visions of one day go racing the next

She's trying to be a good girl

And give 'em what they want

But Margery's dreaming of horses

Margery doesn't say anything all the way home

So afraid she'll awake to find she's all alone

Margery's wingspan's all feathers and coke cans,

andTV dinners and letters she won't send, and

Every race night is shot through with sunlight

Trying to hit the big one one last time tonight for...

Drunken fathers and stupid mothers and

Boys who can't tell one girl from another

So she takes her pills

Careful and round

One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down

But she's trying to be a good girl

And give 'em what they want

But Margery's dreaming of...

Trying to be a good girl

And give 'em what they want

But Margery's dreaming of horses

p.s. pics of my new babe, Ella Sophia, can be found at sarahsemptyspaces.blogspot.com.