Sister Rosa and Her Man

These don’t come around very often.  I had the melody, the first part of the chorus and the idea and then Jerry dug in.
I chiseled on this one many late nights on Kimbark Street. 


Sister Rosa and Her Man

© Doak Snead/Jerry Boonstra


She shivers though the room is hardly cold

From the restlessness and the rape of growing old

Amid a cloud of saints she thinks of one lost soul

And a conch and crucifix her fingers faithf’ly hold


chorus:   Moving Forward Looking Back

they say opposites attract

and only God decides

the lovers and the friends

She hears footsteps on the water

She whispers one more “Holy Father”

And she confesses to the One who understands

The love between

Sister Rosa and Her Man


In dreams she drifts back to a tiny fishing town

Before the tourists brought their U.S. dollars down

Where the seagulls soared in tandem along the sound

With the only man she ever wrapped her love around


chorus


Now a priest whispers verse in dusty Latin

She looks so peaceful in her gown of lace and satin

Wearing a bridal veil for a wedding she’s been planning

To the only love she’d found that’s everlasting


Moving Forward Looking Back

they say opposites attract

and only God decides

the lovers and the friends

She hears footsteps on the water

As the oil is placed upon her

And she’s gone to meet the One who understands

The love between

Sister Rosa and Her Man

© Doak Snead 2001-2018