Fox River Song
from: What Kind Of Brother
Written: 02/1996 for my mother, Kathleen Kilbride Jencks. In spike of your passing, I continue to learn from the courage, perseverance, and creativity of your life. Thank you for all of your gifts. I hope you and dad found just thr right spot outside the loop. I love you.
Up along the banks of the old Fox River
In a place that she called home
There was always someplace she could run and hide
When she had to be alone
She was just too young to really understand
Why the world went crazy when daddy had a bottle in his hand
When she was old enough she ran away to college
In that railway station she was learning to be free
Learning how to say hello sometimes involves goodbye
Learning how to laugh again means sometimes we must cry
Learning to move forward takes more than just your feet
In that railway station she was learning to be free
She didn't finish college then, she found a man she loved
He asked her for her hand and she knew the time had come
At the altar of the sacred she got down upon her knees
Said "I do, to thee, forever" she was learning to be free
Learning how to say hello sometimes involves goodbye
Learning how to laugh again means sometimes we must cry
Learning to move forward takes more than just your feet
At the altar of the sacred she was learning to be free
Several children later she seemed a little lost
She had so much to live for but she surely paid the cost
So she went back to school to finish her degree
Now standing in the classroom she is learning to be free
Now she's in her golden years but things aren't what they planned
Her husband passed away and their dreams flew up like drifting sand
She's learning how to reach out and live life as she pleases
Rising from the ashes she is learning to be free
Learning how to say hello sometimes involves goodbye
Learning how to laugh again means sometimes we must cry
Learning to move forward takes more than just your feet
Rising from the ashes she is learning to be free
Up along the banks of the old Fox River
In a place that she called home
There was always someplace she could run and hide
When she had to be alone
She was just too young to really understand
Why the world went crazy when daddy had a bottle in his hand
When she was old enough she ran away to college
In that railway station she was learning to be free
Learning how to say hello sometimes involves goodbye
Learning how to laugh again means sometimes we must cry
Learning to move forward takes more than just your feet
In that railway station she was learning to be free
She didn't finish college then, she found a man she loved
He asked her for her hand and she knew the time had come
At the altar of the sacred she got down upon her knees
Said "I do, to thee, forever" she was learning to be free
Learning how to say hello sometimes involves goodbye
Learning how to laugh again means sometimes we must cry
Learning to move forward takes more than just your feet
At the altar of the sacred she was learning to be free
Several children later she seemed a little lost
She had so much to live for but she surely paid the cost
So she went back to school to finish her degree
Now standing in the classroom she is learning to be free
Now she's in her golden years but things aren't what they planned
Her husband passed away and their dreams flew up like drifting sand
She's learning how to reach out and live life as she pleases
Rising from the ashes she is learning to be free
Learning how to say hello sometimes involves goodbye
Learning how to laugh again means sometimes we must cry
Learning to move forward takes more than just your feet
Rising from the ashes she is learning to be free
© 1996 Joe Jencks