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He is not your run of the mill garden variety Alabama country faire.
Left on Silver Lake he keeps a small apartment top an Oriental food store there.
He returned from Alabama to see what he could see.
Off the record he is hungry though he works hard in his Alabama country fair.
I should think he'd fade away the way that Bohemians often bare the frigid air.
He returned from Alabama to see what he could see.
Constant commentary by the wayside.
Nowadays them country boys don't cotton much to one two three four.
Rest your team. Work out in the All Golden!
You will know why hayseeds go back to the country.
Constant calm might still our stately union. Nowadays a Yankee dread not take his time to wend to sea.
Forget to bear your arms in the All Golden.
You will know why hayseeds go back to the country. Might as well not 'low for one more go round. That's all folks.
Them hayseeds go back to the country.
Ja git it? Alright.
Left on Silver Lake he keeps a small apartment top an Oriental food store there.
He returned from Alabama to see what he could see.
Off the record he is hungry though he works hard in his Alabama country fair.
I should think he'd fade away the way that Bohemians often bare the frigid air.
He returned from Alabama to see what he could see.
Constant commentary by the wayside.
Nowadays them country boys don't cotton much to one two three four.
Rest your team. Work out in the All Golden!
You will know why hayseeds go back to the country.
Constant calm might still our stately union. Nowadays a Yankee dread not take his time to wend to sea.
Forget to bear your arms in the All Golden.
You will know why hayseeds go back to the country. Might as well not 'low for one more go round. That's all folks.
Them hayseeds go back to the country.
Ja git it? Alright.
Lyrics submitted by Fidelio-Roo
Track duration: 03:46
"The All Golden" as written by Van Dyke Parks
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Firstly, I think the real title is The All Golden.
Secondly, I think the word is "fare" in the first line, not "faire".
Thirdly, I think the line "Nowadays a Yankee dread not take his time to wend to sea." is "Nowadays a Yankee dreadnought takes his time to wend to sea."
Opinion:
"Constant commentary by the wayside / Nowadays them country boys don't cotton much to one two three four." is some sort of reference to the antebellum south. The usage of the word cotton is deliberate wordplay, possibly just reminding us of the south's history of slaver. I think the one two three four part is meant to mean the military --I suppose he is saying that the country boys don't like the draft.
"Constant calm might still our stately union. / Nowadays a Yankee dread not take his time to wend to sea." This is some sort of reference to the civil war. Dreadnoughts are gun-heavy battleships, and ironclad gunships played an important role in the civil war.
The whole album is a kind of Whitmanesque tour of America, so I guess it's some sort of analysis of the deep south. I'm seeing pieces here but not really getting the whole picture, sadly.