How The Tiger Lost Her Roar

What were you thinking, my love? I asked.
As the porter hoisted my bags to the shore.
Surely you knew it couldn’t last
When the ship sails, will you be aboard?

I came to this country a penny’s bride
With twelve storage trunks to my name
And two tiny babes swaying by my side
To enter my husband’s domain

In the new land, across the northwest corridor.
The new land, where the tiger lost her roar.

Late scavenger birds go hungry
As the food on the table goes cold
But I didn’t know of his anger
Didn’t show up that much in the post.

In the new land, across the northwest corridor.
The new land, where the tiger lost her roar.

I wasn’t so much seeking a better place
I knew there were no streets of gold
I only wanted a little grace
Not to pace in this cage till I’m old.

In the new land, across the northwest corridor.
The new land, where the tiger lost her roar.

What were you thinking, my love? I asked.
Did you think that there could be more?
Surely you knew it wouldn’t last
And when the ship sails, will you be aboard?

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2 responses to “How The Tiger Lost Her Roar

  1. Jupah

    What a heart wrenching son! Beautiful…
    I feel so silly now, when I heard you perform it in Utrecht I thought you sang “where the Thai girl lost her roar”…

  2. Jupah

    Song. Of course. Not son.
    Pfffff.

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