What are you listening to?

R.I.P. Robbie Robertson (1943/2023)- "Somewhere Down The Crazy River"​


Yeah, I can see it now
The distant red neon shivered in the heat
I was feeling like a stranger in a strange land
You know, where people play games with the night
God, it was too hot to sleep

I followed the sound of a jukebox coming from up the levee
All of a sudden, I could hear somebody whistling from right behind me
I turned around, and she said
"Why do you always end up down at Nick's Cafe?"
I said, "Uh, I don't know, the wind just kinda pushed me this way"
She said, "Hang the rich"

Catch the blue train
Places never been before
Look for me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)
Ooh, catch the blue train
All the way to Kokomo
You can find me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)

Take a picture of this
The fields are empty, abandoned '59 Chevy
Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John
Yeah, that's when time stood still
You know, I think I'm gonna go down to Madam X
And let her read my mind
She said, "That voodoo stuff don't do nothing for me"

I'm a man with a clear destination
I'm a man with a broad imagination
You fog the mind, you stir the soul
I can't find no control
Ooh

Catch the blue train
Places never been before
Look for me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)
Ooh, catch the blue train
All the way to Kokomo
You can find me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)

Wait, did you hear that?
Oh, this is sure stirring up some ghosts for me
She said, "There's one thing you gotta learn
Is not to be afraid of it"
I said, "No, I like it, I like it, it's good"
She said, "You like it now
But you'll learn to love it later"

I been spellbound
Falling in trances
I been spellbound
Falling in trances
You give me the shivers
Chills and fever
You give me the shivers
You give me the shivers
I been spellbound
I been spellbound
I been spellbound
(Somewhere down the crazy river)
Somewhere down the crazy river
 
On my way to the store, this song came on. I haven't heard the Irish Rovers in... decades? Before I left, I was reading the Putin thread so my mind wandered to Zelensky. A fun song nevertheless.


Could have been the whiskey
Might have been the gin
Could have been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head's like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me-oh, me-oh-my
Wasn't that a party

Someone took a grapefruit
Wore it like a hat
I saw someone under my kitchen table
Talking to my old tom cat
They were talking about hockey
The cat was talking back
Along about then everything went black
Wasn't that a party

I'm sure it's just my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw my buddy
Cutting down my neighbour's tree

Could have been the whiskey
Might have been the gin
Could have been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head's like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me-oh, me-oh-my
Wasn't that a party

Billy, Joe and Tommy
Well, they went a little far
They were sitting in my backyard
Blowing on a siren from somebody's police car

So you see, Your Honour
It was all in fun
That little bitty track meet down on main street
Was just to see if the cops could run
Well, they run us in to see you
In an alcoholic haze
I sure can use those thirty days
To recover from the party

Could have been the whiskey
Might have been the gin
Could have been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head's like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me-oh, me-oh-my
Wasn't that a party

Could have been the whiskey
Might have been the gin
Could have been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head's like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me-oh, me-oh-my
Wasn't that a party
Wasn't that a party
Wasn't that a party
Wasn't that a party
Wasn't that a party
Oh, what a party
 

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