Blue Boy Lyrics - Mitchell Joni

Lady called the blue boy, love 

She took him home 

Made himself an idol, yes 

So he turned to stone 

Like a pilgrim she traveled 

To place her flowers 

Before his granite grace 

And she prayed aloud for love 

To waken in his face 

In his face, oh 

Sometimes in the evening 

He would read to her 

Roll her in his arms 

And give his seed to her 

She would wake in the morning 

Without him 

And go to the window 

And look out through the pain 

But the statue in her garden 

He always looked the same 

He looked the same, ah 

Bring her boots of leather 

And she will dance for him 

Shyly from a feather fan 

She'll glance for him 

Here he comes after midnight 

To find her again 

He will come a few times more 

'Till he finds a lady statue 

Standing in a door 

In her door, oh