In the quiet morning there was much despair
And in the hours that followed no one
could repair
That poor girl tossed by the tides of
misfortune
Barely here to tell her tale rolled
in on a sea of disaster
Rolled out on a mainline rail.
She once walked right at my side I'm
sure she walked by you
Her striding steps could not deny torment
from a child who knew
That in the quiet morning there would
be despair
And in the hours that followed
No one could repair.
That poor girl
She cried out her song so loud
It was heard the whole world round
A symphony of violence the great southwest unbound.
La
laa laa laa la la la laa laa
La
laa laa laa la la laa laa
La
laa laa laa la la la laa laa
La
la la laa laa
La
la la laa.
In the quiet morning there was much
despair
And in the hours that followed no one
could repair
That poor girl tossed by the tides of
misfortune
Barely here to tell her tale rolled
in on a sea of disaster
Rolled out on a mainline rail.
The song was written by
Mimi Baez Fariña, after Janis Joplin’s death by drug overdose on October 4, 1971.
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