Lucinda

Lucinda 
We met one summer evening 
As the sun was going down 
She was lying on the beach 
In her graduation gown 
She was wrapped up in a blanket 
(I could tell she knew her way around) 
And as I lay down beside her 
You know she never made a sound 
On down the beach came the beach-cleaning man 
Scoopin' up the papers and flattening down the sand 
"Lucinda, Lucinda, Lucinda - we've got to run away 
That big white truck is closin' in 
And we'll get wounded if we stay" 
Now Lucinda lies buried 'neath the California sand 
Put under by the beach-cleaning man 
Lucinda, Lucinda, Lucinda - why'd you have to go? 
They sent her to high school 
hey sent her to low school 
She just wouldn't go further