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Calamity John

This song is by Dar Williams and appears on the album All My Heroes Are Dead (1991).

Come lovers, come loners, remember yourselves
As lusty tempestuous fools.
When to dream was to conjure an ocean
From your small secretarial pools.
When you stood a the Gulf of Unknowing.
When you saw the great Tundra of Time.
And you cried for the winds to come blowing.
And you called a monsoon from the tides of the moon.
Cause the roads were all dusty and dry
Gone rain dancing lonely tonight.
When what should appear in the distance.
Blowing hither and yon, it's Calamity John.
And he's coming to sweep you away.

He'll tear through the home front, he'll lift you up laughing.
He'll blow every signpost away.
As the weather report says, 'High drama,
With a five percent chance that he'll stay.'
Now the floor starts to rot and the roof goes.
And your friends say he's bad for your health.
And they've warned you about him on talk shows.
So you told him to pack, hit the road, don't come back,
And he said, 'Hey, don't flatter yourself.'
And you said,

'I'm closing my door to the storm.
I'm saving myself from its freedom.
I put the chain on, on Calamity John.
I don't want you to dance me away.'

So it's seven months later, you've bolted your hair back.,
You're almost immune to the moon.
And at parties you stay in the kitchen,
Common sense, with a big wooden spoon
All at once you can feel the storm coming,
As you burst out into the old refrain,
To the sound of America drumming.
Call it pain, call it art, call it opening your heart,
Let it go, let it fly, let it rain.
He smiles and the clouds turn to black.,
With the wind through the flowers come blowing.
The warning bell's on. 'What's your name? Oh it's John.
That's such an unusual name.'

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