Chris Bathgate

No Silver

Chris Bathgate


I ain’t got no silver, I ain’t got no gold
In the white sheet winter, with its dawn so cold
You know I froze, in sun

I ain’t got no silver, I ain’t got no gold
In dead street daylight, and shadow
And in a dark so cold, and calm
I’m all callow and gone

I ain’t got no silver, I ain’t got no gold
In the dead heat daydream of marrow
And in a thought so cold, as alms
I’ll follow and fawn