Borderland to You

Early in the morning,

deep down in your night,

I can hear your cocks a crowing

your Blues a crawling through your night.

This daily bluesy feeling

the husky voice of Fats

started to the tiniest break of day

Red sails in the sunset,

at sunrise brilliantly white.

Fats Domino hammers his piano

against all odds in black 'n white

his feet tap their timesteady afterbeat,

his well-ringed fingers snap,

one hand clapping to his lap....his rap  

laid down and out to test the rhythm

as the rolling of the lazy river no difference to 

the sedated morning sea

turning its surface pearly red.

And before the floor

is set for dancing,

Tulear Never Sleeps

and keeps me out of bed