Delilah said of her book
I hadn't been paying attention
When she gave me that disapproving look
I said "I was thinkin' 'bout Annie,"
Delilah said "Please not again."
She said "Babe I'm just not in the mood,
To hear about your dying friend."
She was torn by the waves of the city
But the price was too high a cost
I remember her lookin' so pretty
Thinkin' bout' Annie and the Aztec cross
Annie found religion in Lima
At the temple of Martin De Pourus
She said, "I never understood the love of God,
And just how much he adores us
So pray for the wicked, pray for the weak
Pray for the martyrs and pray for the meek
And pray for all the forgotten souls
That passed in vain before us"
Her words fl owed just like a river
But her ghost hung like Spanish moss
There was a peace that nobody could give her
Thinkin' 'bout Annie and the Aztec cross
Annie painted pictures of Jesus
She could talk for hours about Magdeline
And how the gates of the free and the righteous
Are open to hearts heavy with sin
She was Indian on her mother's side
Irish on the side of her dad
That girl could drink you under the table,
But the drinkin' got to gettin' her feelin' sad
Burning with amber and sandalwood
But things never worked out the way I thought they
Would
For Annie and the Aztec cross
She traveled South and Central America
I got a letter every month for years
Until one day I opened a package
And with the letter realized my deepest fears
I don't know if she was shootin'
She just said, "my days are few
And enclosed is my beautiful Aztec cross
I only wanted Michael to be with you
But when you think of me, think with a smile
Shed not a single tear for me
Cause you know my faith is oh so strong
Know that I'll be watching over thee"
Peacock feathers blowin' around in this room
A raven beauty that we have lost
I dream of her dancing 'neath the Peruvian moon
Remembering... Annie and the Aztec cross
Remember!