Green Grass and Hight Tides

Green Grass and Hight Tides

Just memories:

Artist: The Outlaws
Title: Green Grass and High Tides

In a place you only dream of, where your soul is always free
Silver stages, golden curtains, filled my head plain as could be
As a rainbow grew around the sun, all the stars I’ve loved, who died
Came from somewhere beyond the scene you see, these lovely people played just for me

Now if I let you see this place where stories all ring true
Then will you let me past your face to see what’s really you
It’s not for me I ask this question as though I were a king
For you have to love, believe and feel, before the burst of tambourines take you there

{Refrain}
Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone, soul and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you

Those who don’t believe me, find your souls and set them free
Those who do, believe and know that time will be your key
Time and time again I’ve thanked them for a peace of mind
That helped me find myself amongst the music and the rhyme that enchants you there

{Refrain}

The question that begat my search for those lyrics and the song itself? It was a comment about another song, and I couldn’t remember the artist’s name. Marshall Tucker Band, I mean, how hard is that?

I first found this The Oulaws site. Which led to the lyrics, obviously.

Then the official Marshall Tucker site. Which points to the new release, forthcoming.

And that made me think about one of those “must have” CDs, Brothers and Sisters (Allman Brothers).

Is there a coherent theme therein? Southern Rock, from a bygone era. Music that moved, music that broke barriers. Music that mattered. Southern Guitar Army, too. Along with Freebird, but I think I’ll skip that one for now. It belongs. But you knew that.

As a little kicker, just to make sure – there’s a new Chemical Brothers album, too. So next week, I’ll be in line to buy both. Old school southern “rock” and new “techno.” Whatever. Music evokes some kind of a response.

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

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