Oh Jesabel, sweet and serene
Dance in the night, to a Melody
Lullaby oh rock me baby.
In candle light, at midnight, a pure delight
Dazzling, sparkling, unique pretty lady.

Mya Qya, in the fire, yellow stink wood
Burning, oh higher.
Mavis, I grave this, that you embrace this.
Oh but it’s ancient, forget it not,
The ancestors insist it.

Cool courageous, not flaming Mavis
Weeping Ca Sandra, over the small matter.
Dry your eye, wink an eye, tell no lie, and say good-bye.

Hear the sounds of the beating drums,
Take your sack and throw it back
Listen for the last call.
All at once, I lost it all,
Can’t remember where I did fall.
Mind is gone, can’t say no more,
Lost forever and morn,
Oh but Jesabel so sweet and serene,
Calm me, in my mournful misery.

Jesabel oh but a fortune can tell,
Give me hope, but no soap.
Enchanting and dazzling
With sparkling jewels,
She blows smoke,
And I choke.
Gone with the wind did Jesabel flee,
No more did I her see.
That sweet sing song Melody
A real lady I shall no longer see.

Mya, Qya awake the fire,
Let it burn
And awaken the ancient spirit
Of old Macqwaya

The flaming fire, red and hot
Memories are never forgot
Shaken by the beating drums
I listen for the call
I remember it all
It happened in the fall.

The creaking door I hear no more
As I sit alone once more
I glare at the fire and dream of her
Then suddenly a pounding on the door
Wake, wake, a witch burnt at stake
That was the last call
The drums will beat once more

Listen for the last call
Drums shall sound once more
Knock, knock
I smell Jesabel
Red, hot, I have not forgot.


Written by: Jennifer February
September 21, 2004