Miss My Warm Pecan Pie
Miss My Warm Pecan Pie
(tune of Don McLean's "American Pie" - long version)
by Randi E. Spiegel, Passover 2008
A long, long time ago ...
Israelites had to kowtow
To Pharaoh who they knew was vile
And they knew if they had a chance
That they would have to take a stance
And maybe they'd live happy by the Nile
But Moses was put in the river
To Pharaoh's palace was delivered
Bad news on the doorstep
The Hebrews toiled 'til they wept
They prayed to G-d to hear their cry
And to save them from this monstrous guy
Something touched Him deep inside
The day our people cried
So ...
Why, why must we slave 'til we die
Need a miracle to free us from this life gone awry
We can't fight back 'cause we'll be killed if we try
Pharaoh scares us so that we must comply
Scares us so that we must comply
Did you read the book of Shmot
And do you have faith in what they wrote
If the Bible tells you so
Moses went to Pharaoh to cajole
And maybe save his mortal soul
And asked him just to let our people go
Well the chances they were pretty slim
That Pharaoh would give in to him
But Pharaoh wouldn't lose
His slaves, so he refused
Our people suffered so when they were struck
'Cause they were the slaves of Pharaoh and were stuck
And they thought they were out of luck
The day our people cried
They started saying ...
Why, why must we slave 'til we die
Need a miracle to free us from this life gone awry
We can't fight back 'cause we'll be killed if we try
Pharaoh scares us so that we must comply
Scares us so that we must comply
Moses threatened Pharaoh on the throne
Said he knows that G-d'll send plagues down
And that's the way it had to be
First the waters in the Nile pristine
Were turned to blood and made unclean
And then frogs hopped around for all to see
Oh, and while Pharaoh was looking down
The lice made the Egyptians frown
The people were concerned
That plagues were sent in turn
And while Pharaoh was no easy mark
The wild beasts trampled in the park
The cattle died, the land was stark
The day our people cried
They were saying ...
Why, why must we slave 'til we die
Need a miracle to free us from this life gone awry
We can't fight back 'cause we'll be killed if we try
Pharaoh scares us so that we must comply
Scares us so that we must comply
Helter skelter in the desert swelter
Now boils, then hail, there was no shelter
Plagues on high and coming fast
Then locusts in the air en masse
Egyptians were in a deep morass
With the Pharaoh on the sidelines standing fast
Total darkness hit the land with gloom
There was no sun, no stars, or moon
G-d showed omnipotence
Oh, Pharaoh never had a chance
The plague of slaying first-borns was revealed
Pharaoh was beat and had to yield
Now all the slaves could leave the field
The day G-d turned the tide
And they were singing ...
Bye, bye, we'll no longer comply
Drove our people to the Red Sea but the Red Sea was high
Then G-d split the water and the passage was dry
Bringing Jews across to the other side
Safe across to the other side
Oh, and now we are all in one place
For generations to relate
The story that's retold again
So come one and come all, please make it quick
It's time to light the candle's wick
'Cause Seders are the means to comprehend
Oh, and as we read and turn the page
Our Seder guests we do engage
The story we do tell
So come and sit a spell
And as we tell of our ancestors' plight
The Ma Nishtanah we recite
In the ceremony we delight
The day G-d turned the tide
And He was singing ...
Bye, bye, we'll no longer comply
Drove our people to the Red Sea but the Red Sea was high
Then G-d split the water and the passage was dry
Bringing Jews across to the other side
Safe across to the other side
I met a gal who sang the blues
Because she had fewer foods to choose
So she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the groc'ry store
Where I'd bought a challah days before
And I filled my basket for the holiday
And back at home the house was clean
No speck of chametz could be seen
The middle matza broken
Go find the afikomen
And the three foods we will miss the most
Are popcorn, pizza and French toast
But this is true from coast to coast
The day the Jews defied
And so we're singing ...
Bye, bye, miss my warm pecan pie
Drink some heavy Manischewitz and eat matza so dry
No bagels, pancakes or some nice Jewish rye
Eating macaroons and fried matza brei
Thankful that the Jews did not die
They were singing ...
Bye, bye, we'll no longer comply
Drove our people to the Red Sea but the Red Sea was high
Then G-d split the water and the passage was dry
And our people crossed to the other side
Words copyright (c) 2008 by Randi Spiegel.
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