"Her Elbows Roll" by Mrs. Edna Skilton

Verse 1:
Three thirty in the morning, not a soul in sight
The city's looking like a ghost town on a moonless summer night
Mrs. Skilton's in her house, all alone in her chair
Her elbows sag like a pendulum, moving without a care

Chorus:
And her elbows swing, like a pendulum do
They're huge and they're sagging, but they're still in tune
And the thunder rolls, and her elbows swing
Yeah, her elbows swing

Verse 2:
Every light is out, except for the lamp by her side
She stares blankly at the walls, lost in thought and time
The world outside is restless, but her elbows are at peace
Swinging back and forth, like a rhythmic masterpiece

Chorus:
And her elbows swing, like a pendulum do
They're huge and they're sagging, but they're still in tune
And the thunder rolls, and her elbows swing
Yeah, her elbows swing

Bridge:
She remembers the days when her elbows were young
Taut and firm, like a song that's just begun
But now they're old, like a book that's been read
Sagging with the weight of life, but still moving ahead

Chorus:
And her elbows swing, like a pendulum do
They're huge and they're sagging, but they're still in tune
And the thunder rolls, and her elbows swing
Yeah, her elbows swing

Outro:
The thunder fades, and the night grows still
Mrs. Skilton's elbows keep swinging, like they always will
A rhythmic reminder, of a life that's been lived
Of highs and lows, of love and loss, of all that she's been given.