You have good taste!
I most assuredly would have done.
Hereās one from 1973 (I think):
Your swimming-pool eyes, in sea breezes they flutter,
Swaying palms at your feet, youāre the pride of your street.
While you worship the sun, summer lover of fun,
Gold number with neighbours.
Who say that youāll go far, maybe some day be a star,
A fast mover like you, and your dreams will all come trueā¦
Haha, I know that one⦠I think⦠fuck what is the song though⦠itās Ferryās mob, but arsebollocks, cant remember the name of the song⦠again
OK 69/70
Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes and waits between shows
Roxy Music. In every dream home a heartache?
Right band. Right LP. Wrong song.
Do the Strand?
Have you got the track list in front of you? There arenāt too many songs on that LP.
They are the only two i can remember.
Wherever somebodyās fighting for a place to stand
Or a decent job or a helping hand
Wherever somebodyās struggling to be free
1995
Iām guessing thatās from The Ghost of Tom Joad by the Boss. Though more because it sounds like a quote from The Grapes on Wrath than from any knowledge of the song.
So. I one having a guess at āTen silver saxesā¦ā above?
Come in follyworld this is right up thou back passage
Whilst you ponder that one⦠this song is one of my all time favourites - a dessert island disc
From 1969,
So forget this cruel world
Where I belong
Iāll just sit and wait
And sing my song
And if one day you should see me in the crowd
Lend a hand and lift me
To your place in the cloud
Good shout. Only ever bought 2 Bruce albums, that and Born in the USA, simply preferred to see him sing them. Tom Joad cassette made it to Dubai & back with a few of the local Thomsun bootleg. Still in my possession, just still in the bottom of a crate waiting for us to finally have storage space (2022 at this rate)
Cinnamon girl - Neil Young
āI have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream.
Ah, child of countless trees.
Ah, child of boundless seas.
What you are, what youāre meant to be
Speaks his name, though you were born to me,ā
Donāt ask my opinion
Donāt ask me to lie
Then beg for forgiveness
For making you cry
Making you cry
1986