HUNTSVILLE

LAST NIGHT IN HUNTSVILLE

Written by: Barry P. Foley
Concept March 2001, Copyright @ 30 Apr 2021

Here I lie in bed, and I can’t get to sleep
Holding my Anni’s picture, and I start to think
Tomorrow I’ll when walk out those gates, how 18 months are gone
Oh Anni, I’m finally coming home

Anni’s stood by me, just like she said she would
Everytime she came to visit, she lied and said all was good
But we lost the house, our credit’s gone down the drain
Oh Anni, please share the pain

I know it was tough on Jimmy, shame drove him out of school
The Marines will make him a man, I remember Camp Lejune
I don’t blame him if he hates me, he come around in the long run
Oh Anni, he still our son

Let’s move back home to Port Aransas, I’ll work the shrimp boat with Uncle Bill
Got to keep my record clean, or they’ll send me back to Huntsville
Them dirty cops in Houston, planted that coke in my car
Oh Anni, let me bare that scar

Can’t wait to make love to my Anni, hold her close all night long
Take quiet walks out on the island, spends our days all alone
Start our life over, go live in Grandma’s old house
Oh Anni, I miss you so