Hopefully this will be another koowell thread. The same rules as "name the movie" apply. Here's my pick....I'll make it easy.
"Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops."
Name the song
Hopefully this will be another koowell thread. The same rules as "name the movie" apply. Here's my pick....I'll make it easy.
"Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops."
I can't be "Little Miss Sunshine" all of the time.
You are correct pforkum2. Sorry it took me so long to get back on here.
Your turn.
Work like you don't need the money; Love like you've never been hurt and Dance like no one is watching!! Koowell Beans!!!!!!!
sorry- been gone all day
And everything looks so complete
when you're walking down that street
And the wind catches your feet
and sends you flying
just heard it on the radio so its stuck in my head
"Wild Night" by Van Morrison
They all play on pennywhistles, you can hear them blow, if you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row.
I'll take that answer--the one I heard was a John Mellencamp version. Both are very good.
Next lyric...
And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.
They all play on pennywhistles, you can hear them blow, if you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row.
The Possum Trot Trio??
I once had an awkward moment...just to see what it feels like.
Close Big Dave. When you hear it, you'll know right away.
They all play on pennywhistles, you can hear them blow, if you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row.
Here's another hint.
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
They all play on pennywhistles, you can hear them blow, if you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row.
Dylan's "Tangled up in Blue"
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