I Dated a Pegmatite Dike

Words and music by Clifford Todd & Jacquie Smith

 

I’ll tell you a story that’s sad in a way

How blind you can be when you don’t know your way

I’d been a geologist since I was young

That first summer out I was pretty high strung

 

I’d just started dating, still finding my way

I was a late bloomer I guess you could say

Up until that point I’d never been burned

But after that summer I sure enough learned

 

I dated a pegmatite dike

Cross cutting relationships, that’s what I like

When I first saw her she seemed to be straight

I didn’t find out until too late

 

I stumbled upon what I thought was my dream

I happened upon her exposed by a stream

I climbed up a ridge and looked down from the crest

Her creamy complexion stood out from the rest

 

I planned my traverse to pass by her way

A contact like this would sure spice up my day

When I got closer I felt some surprise

At how fresh she was, hope started to rise

 

I dated a pegmatite dike

Cross cutting relationships, that’s what I like

I didn’t know where she came from or how far she’d go

But it sure seemed like something I wanted to know

 

When I was dating her all of my nights

Were spent in the thralls of her huge apatites

I noticed her faults but I cut her some slack, thinking

Who’s counting points, who’s counting tracks

 

When my friends met her they wanted to know

Where this whole business was going to go

They knew I’d been at it night and day

They thought a proposal was on the way

 

I dated a pegmatite dike

Cross cutting relationships, that’s what I like

I didn’t know what kind of standard to use

And that’s why the true story got so confused

 

The stories about her were all over town

But I found her history hard to pin down

Some spoke of contacts with dikes they had seen

I started to wonder what all this could mean

 

So I tried to check out the rumors I’d heard

But most sign of contact with dikes were obscured

As happens in science not infrequently

I was blind to what I did not want to see

 

I dated a pegmatite dike

Cross cutting relationships, that’s what I like

When I first saw her she seemed to be straight

I didn’t find out until too late

 

Just when I thought things were going OK

I heard the bad news that ruined my day

All of my friends had assumed that I knew

Some woman from Berkeley was dating her too

 

I dated a pegmatite dike

Cross cutting relationships, that’s what I like

When I first saw her she seemed to be straight

I didn’t find out until too late