Just Kids (Patti & Robert) – Allman Brown

Took a bus to New York, in ’67
Left a child behind me, with a loving family
Got to Brooklyn, in my winter coat
Went looking for friends, and a new life I suppose
The first time I saw you, you were sleeping
You looked so beautiful, like an angel from heaven

Just kids
Hungry half the time, pulling dirty pictures out of magazines
Just kids
Reading Rimbaud, you’d say “Patti, play me something I can dance to”
Well Robert, that’s just what I’m gonna do
My beautiful boy

We were lovers for a while, friends forever
Everything we had, we shared with each other
Lived at the Chelsea, in that magic time
There’s nothing left now, but legends, songs and lies
You took photographs, I used words
We did our best, to be heard

Just kids
Hungry half the time, pulling dirty pictures out of magazines
Just kids
Reading Rimbaud, you’d say “Patti, play me something I can dance to”
Well Robert, that’s just what I’m gonna do
My beautiful boy
My beautiful boy

The night you died, I was sleeping
When I woke, I knew that you were gone
Your brother phoned me
To say, he kissed you goodbye one last time, from me
The morning was cold, the TV was on
A woman from long ago, singing a song

Just kids
All grown up now, grey haired and thinking about the old days
Just kids
Reading Rimbaud, you’d say “Patti, play me something I can dance to”
Well Robert, that’s just what I’m gonna do
My beautiful boy
My beautiful boy