Legend of the BVDs
(from found words in the Wikipedia article on BVDs)

The day was a great
depression of a bulky
tight-fitting garment.
A heavy squeeze.
Hard-hearted lock-and-key blues.
Cellophane next to my skin.

Second verse:
Changes…
Two wild sisters…
Dark satin women…
A supporter stone…
A pocket of electric sound…
A loose lyric song…
An open letter window…
Briefly,
beautiful.

~ Amy K.

Lyrics

Daddy’s Girl

The mountainside is unforgiving and the woods are wild.
A mining town is no good place for a woman-child.

Mama got married when she was fifteen,
‘Round here that’s the way it’s done.
Wore herself out sweeping up coal dust,
Went to her grave only thirty-one.
We hide our lives behind closed doors,
We all pretend there’s nothin’ to know.
No one to trust, nowhere to turn, just
Take it day by day and blow by blow, so

(Chorus)
When you fall, I’ll start running,
Fast as I can on my strong, bare feet.
Down in the mountain the devil’s humming,
Fanning his flame, turning up the heat.
Call it vengeance, call it justice,
By my hand you’ll be leaving this world.
I may be bruised but I’m not busted
And I’m through being Daddy’s girl.

When he leaves at dawn I get on my knees,
I pray the tunnel takes him straight to hell.
But if he comes back, I got my own plan,
So many things I can never tell.
I have to be the woman of the house,
‘Round here that’s the way it’s done.
I sweep the coal dust, I cook the supper,
And then I clean and reload the shotgun.

Chorus

I can’t open my eyes.
I hear his boots drop to the floor.
The smell of moonshine,
The feel of stubble.
I can’t take this anymore.

Chorus

The mountainside is unforgiving and the woods are wild.
A mining town is no good place for a woman-child.