Janis: this is my birthday gift to you  (and to all the other great female songwriters). 

I know those who know will easily read between the lines ... 
 

Bright lives and goddesses
The faithful and their queens
A dime for their words is the fee 
Golden days and grey days
Their watercolor scenes
Honeys, how you set our demons free

Oh were you good! 
When were you bad?
We always knew you'd stay just this way
With dreams still to give us
Much still to tell us
So many old friends still to be made

Everywhere we've heard 
The old familiar words
Lovers, let her music play
Whole-world blues
Play it loud, play it through
Let it softly fade away

Ours are the bright lives
Bathed in your glow
Aftertones of rains you undergo
Under-feted, adulated 
Goddess to those who know
An open breeze that dares to fly so lo 

It takes a little time,
You learn, you re-align
You loosen up the sluggish and the Law
And if she wants to hold you
If you want to know her
Honey that's your opening door

And now, what we see
Is not one goddess, but three …
Strummer, Soul-mate, old-time Memory

White lies and probablys
Maybes, and more …
But honesty to those we most adore
Now your golden year shines on us 
And your gold is barely worn
Janis … you have shown us more.