Introduction to Seymour. Lunch with his brother and mother in Dallas, Texas.
lyrics
My brother, Seymour, the old cowboy. Still working in the stockyards at his age. I have to remember to ask for a table away from the window next time; he gets so distracted. Fidgety character, he is, shy, I guess. He doesn't get up to Dallas much. Still, he could be nicer to Mom on her birthday. I'm paying for it, after all. He's a good guy at heart. Read the books I gave him last Christmas. And he's not fighting anymore, getting himself arrested. Seems like a woman could love him. Despite everything, Mom loves him. She is his mother. She loves him and worries for him because he is big and awkward and shy, but she'd rather spend an evening like this alone with me. He glances up at a waitress for a second, not to be caught. Says he doesn't like the city. Maybe he'll end up an old farmer like Grandpa. Actually, now that I think about it, those two have a lot in common. Seymour takes that long bus trip up to see him all the time.
credits
from Dakota Arms,
track released April 13, 1991
Voice and Piano - Jim Clifford
Drums - Dave Herr
Bass - Tom Schroeder
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