…for the umpteenth time
Flat on my back under the tractor Oil running down both my sleeves Effie leans on the fence like she’s got all day Says “Chuck, who is this Tara, please?”
I’m reaching blind for that oil plug Can’t see a thing, can’t get a grip She says “Every song you sing has her in it What church does a woman like that keep?”
Well, honey, everybody’s got a Tara (Tara) One that’s yours and only yours (A divine guide) She ain’t no genie fixing gravity (Or bad people depravity) She ain’t gonna reach through this door (This door) She don’t call up the rain or turn it off again She’s not the storm and not the cure — Just the one who’s walking there beside you Grinning when you stumble, steady and sure
“So what good is she then,” Effie says Kicking gravel with her boot “If she can’t fix the thing you’re under What’s she even here to do?”
I laughed so hard I dropped the wrench It landed right smack in the pan — Said comadre — that’s the whole idea She ain’t here to fix what a man can
Well, honey, everybody’s got a Tara (Tara) One that’s yours and only yours (A divine guide) She ain’t no genie fixing gravity (Or bad people depravity) She ain’t gonna reach through this door (Of your heart) She don’t call up the rain or turn it off again She’s not the storm and not the cure — Just the one who’s walking there beside you Grinning when you stumble, steady and sure
Some folks want heaven to write Their term papers, make schoolwork easy — Tara just walks along in the fog with you Showing the way, and shining a light
Effie’s quiet now, considering Says “Maybe I’ll say hello tonight” I said she’s probably already listening Comadre — that’s how she’s wired Then I found that plug at last, of course And the oil hit me square in the eye — Effie laughed so hard she near fell over Said “There’s your baptism, Chuck. Good-bye”
Well, everybody’s got a Tara Not a genie, not the weather man Just a spirit being walking beside you Through the mist, showing the way And you take from it, whatever you can Baptize, annointed
…for the umpteenth time