Her Name is Grace

HER NAME IS GRACE

Her name is Grace
She is tall and handsome 
She draws a card and it's an ace!

"Unpack your bags, don't be a disgrace 
Our little Grace!"

Born out of a wedlock, a little crazed 
Not fond of embroidery or lace
No wedding bells will ever chime
For our little Grace

She wears her old coat 
Over her greying dress
A charcoal bonnet
She is good for the boat!

"Unpack your bags, don't be a disgrace 
Our little Grace!"

She won't unpack her bags, our Grace!
Shuts the door tight.
" A left and a left and another and another..." 
She makes 
She is a master navigator 
Of the mazes
And mistress of no traces
amazing Grace!

And leaps on the boat tomorrow 
Swift as an arrow

"Our mother Grace
She was no disgrace 
When she left her motherland
She earned her living
In makeshift hotels
Scrubbing and cleaning

And later
She made her fortune
Being the hostess
Of delightful 
Charm and grace
To the lonesome sailors 
Our mother Grace"

Sing children of Grace
Years later
In the Newfoundland, in New Amsterdam

Yasemin Balandi