Intro: Verse: Her communique arrived with its expression of her feeling I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in conceiling Such a storm of words unsaid Though absurd as it appears Had been blowing in her head For twenty-seven years I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket Threw a scarf around my neck And twenty dollars in my pocket I found her in the same old place Pamphlet in her fist When I saw her windblown face She said well, look at who it is Chorus: