She was born in the eye of a hurricane Laughter all around her bed And as the sun was looking down Into a hole beneath the sky The song of angels filled her head Spent her days making friends With the butterflies Asking questions of the night And dancing with the gypsy boys Their pockets filled with promises Of golden dreams and pearls so white Julula, I'm sinking like a stone What have you done to me Senora, I'm shaking like a leaf Atop the tallest tree Warm Brazilian nights gave way to dreams of America Rebel soldiers on the run And as the great ship pulled away she cried a lonely tear And then she turned her head toward the sun Falling down, calling out I'm all around you Some days I can see her face in the thunder clouds Smiling at the simple life And as the summer breeze calls out Her name between the rubber trees It cuts me open like a knife