John Llewellyn

I remembered John Llewellyn, I was driving down the coast
These were the roads we used to cruise the year he swept me off my feet
'Course I was just a kid, he was a little older
He worked at Half Moon Hardware, he had hair down to his shoulders
Bouncing off the borders of a small town in the summer heat

I'd tell whatever lies I had to tell and sneak away with him
Fly along the coast in his Chevette, hanging tough
We'd stop by Meadow's Chevron where the rest room had dispensers
We would find a place to park, we were immune to consequences
He taught me everything I thought there was to know about love

Ooh, danger
Ooh, danger

That sweet and salty summer I thought would last forever
But those were crazy times and John Llewellyn got the call
Got shipped out overseas, ooh that last long night
He was not afraid to love, he was not afraid to fight
And I swore I'd wait forever if he came back at all

Well, John wrote me lots of letters but they kind of struck me wrong
Talking about his buddies and their trips out to the whorehouses
Full of innuendo, he got into talking dirty
And I felt so betrayed, I was confused and kind of hurt and he
Was like a stranger, just couldn't write him anymore

Ooh, danger
Ooh, danger

Well the months went by, I guess I kind of forgot
I fell in love a time or two, I really learned a lot
John Llewellyn came home, he called me right away
Thought that he could pick up on the games we used to play
Well by then I had grown up enough to be offended
I told him what I thought of him and that's how it ended

Well, I might have let it go, never thought of him again
But a couple of weeks later I read in the news
John Llewellyn took the curve and he was going too fast
They found him in a gully in a sea of broken glass
He'd survived a tour of duty but not the road to Santa Cruz

Ooh, danger
Ooh

So I remembered John Llewellyn, I was driving down the coast
Stopped in at Half Moon Bay to buy some gas and stuff
In the rest room I saw that dispenser on the wall
And it all came back, John Llewellyn's last call
And I cried all the way from Half Moon Bay to Lookout Bluff
Just to think that's all he ever got to know abut love

©1995 Annie Gallup