Janis

Yr voice blossomed with the songs of Odetta and Bessie Smith While you were told to conform to the role assigned to you You just wanted to be one of the boys And refused those values that you knew were wrong You hitchhiked to San Francisco where you got hooked on speed Stungout; you were sent with nickles and dimes With no one wanting you for their bride And being voted the ugliest man at college You returned to San Fran as yr talent took to new heights But it was with smack and Southern Comfort that You covered the loneliness and rejection that was In yr heart Though, you were on top of the charts Soaring by the Festival Express train Two months before yr demise, I came into the world I grew up like you So, I could relate to yr pain But I didn't resort to drugs; my words save me If only you could have seen the legend you would come We could have been friends