At the time of writing this, which was the early 70s though it wasn’t released until the eighties, the singer was dating my mom’s older sister. He wrote this song about my mother, Maximillienne, while residing in Québec with her sister. My mother was around four years old at the time (‘71 to '72) an...
Maximelienne, the sunset sings, tired ladies go;
Restless down the streets of dreams that only prophets know
Max, you know I've heard it said that only children see;
Grown-ups like to laugh sometimes, but then how else could it be
Maximelienne
Maximelienne, the morning shines like a million sheets of gold;
And I haven't got the words that the poets never told