…she knew he was trouble from the
first minute that she set eyes on him. What kind of trouble, heartache, money,
sex, other women, drugs, drink, lazy no account laying about, she didn’t know
but trouble spelt in big letters. Just that minute though she was looking for a
little trouble, a little trouble after her old beau Jean Jacques (Johnny) Dubois up and left her with her younger
sister (the bitch, and she can have that damn two-timing him) and lit out for
the Dakotas, and she could feel it in her quickened breathe at the sight of him
and that moist little feeling down by her thighs, what did Johnny call it, down
by her love hole, after that first look when she realized that she was looking
for just his sized trouble. So don’t blame him entirely for everything that
happened. Yah, don’t blame him entirely.
He, later name exchanged Lanny, he
and she headed out of town wordless toward the bayou road that ran over to
Lafayette that meant only one thing, Jimmy’s Pier, the local lovers’ lane. Her
breathe quickened again (and she got wet down there by her thighs all over
again) at the thought of heading there in broad daylight as he turned on the car
radio as some Hank Williams jambalaya stew broth came on. After they landed at
Jimmy’s, still wordless, they went about their savage love business (hell, not
love- making just pure buck- naked sex).She had practically torn off her dress in
a flash like some two dollar whore to let him at her. And so that is how they
started, started their short intense trouble.
And she didn’t mind the trouble for
a while because Lanny was sweet to her, kind to her, knew how get her going but
there was always something dark in his mood even when making love, something
Texas- sized that was eating at him. He started to drink a little more as time
went on, at first she joined him but finding she could not keep up just kind of
stopped and would drive the car when he got too blasted. Later he was taking
drugs (unknown to her, cocaine and some meth) and for a while he would be calm,
they would make great love, and she would be happy. Then his love-making became
more savage, more insistent. he hurt her with his penetrations a couple of
times. During that time he started talking about him, they, but usually he used
him unless she corrected him, moseying on back to Texas and some wildcatter work,
or something. She didn’t want to go, but would, because, well because she was
his woman. And that was that.
Then one night, one misty bayou
night, after he had left her in front of her house, he revved up that canary yellow Camaro and
headed out on rained- slickened roads fast. According to the later state police
report they found him crashed, flame crashed, almost at the Texas line in a
ravine. His body filled with alcohol and cocaine.
Her Lanny lived too fast to live too
long but every once in a while she would think back to that first date, that
unspoken first date, and have no regrets about taking in that little trouble
that tall Texas boy brought her way.
…and hence Lake Charles
Lucinda Williams Lake
Charles written by Lucinda Williams
A E A
He had a reason to get back to Lake Charles
D
He used to talk about it
A
He'd just go on and on
E
He always said Louisana
A
Was where he felt at home
A E A
He was born in Nacogdoches
D
That's in East Texas
A
Not far from the border
E
But he liked to tell everybody
A
He was from Lake Charles
D A
Did an angel whisper in your
ear
D A
And hold you close and take away your fear
E A
In those long last moments
A
We used to drive
E A
Thru Lafayette and Baton Rouge
D
In a yellow Camino
A
Listening to Howling Wolf
E
He liked to stop in Lake Charles
A
Cause that's the place that he loved
A E A
Did you run about as far as you could go
D
Down the Lousiana highway
A
Across Lake Ponchatrain
E
Now your soul is in Lake Charles
A
No matter what they say
D A
Did an angel whisper in your
ear
D A
And hold you close and take away your fear
E A
In those long last moments
SOLO
A
E A
He had a reason to get back to Lake Charles
D
He used to talk about it
A
He'd just go on and on
E
He always said Louisana
A
Was where he felt at home
D A
Did an angel whisper in your
ear
D A
And hold you close and take away your fear
E A
In those long last moments
D A
Did an angel whisper in your
ear
D A
And hold you close and take away your fear
E A
In those long last moments
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