Thursday, May 16, 2013

Something is Happening and I Know What it Is


You are my bright-eyed lady of the low lands
You rescued me from Desolation Row
You were, you are! the answer when the winds they are blowing

For you were, you are! a vision, singing around the Joanna
My tambourine woman
In your brand new leopard-skin Flit Flop shoes

So absolutely sweet, baby, I never did have to think twice
I never look back
For you never give me
Those subterranean homesick blues

4 comments:

Russell Duffy said...

A little bit of Dylan spliced with some nice romantic notions never goes amiss

Wastedpapiers said...

Seems like a lot of Dylan to me but nothing wrong with that!

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Lovely Roger, I bet she was really moved x

Jilly Jargon said...

Er, well, Sue... Yes, of course I love the poems and songs he writes me. I occasionally write one for him, too, but not being a famous poet like wot he is nobody else usually sees it, which is probably best. xxx