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Oh, Lou- I'd like to let you know that I do not feel welcome.
All the birds, the trees, the falling snow
No they were not made for me.
And all this is where her heart resides; we met in California
She saw cities, promise reaching through my eyes
And she turned her self away
Well how I curse that western skyline.
And yet I thanked it for my start.
Oh rue, though my dreams did not come true; no they only came apart.
So I followed her here to Birmingham, where the soil is so much richer
And though my aching pride might guide my hand, she did not ask for me to come.
So I wait for her all through the day, as if I wait for her surrender.
And every time I get her to look my way, she says I'm not where I belong.
But I watch her father preach on Sundays.
And all the hymnals of my heart.
But oh, rue, my dreams did not come true; no they only came apart.
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
All the snow fall this time of year, it's not what Birmingham is used to
I get the feeling that I brought it here, and now I'm taking it away.
But let's share one more drink together, before I go reload my cart
Oh, Lou, no my dreams did not come true- no they only came apart.
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Take me home,
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
All the birds, the trees, the falling snow
No they were not made for me.
And all this is where her heart resides; we met in California
She saw cities, promise reaching through my eyes
And she turned her self away
Well how I curse that western skyline.
And yet I thanked it for my start.
Oh rue, though my dreams did not come true; no they only came apart.
So I followed her here to Birmingham, where the soil is so much richer
And though my aching pride might guide my hand, she did not ask for me to come.
So I wait for her all through the day, as if I wait for her surrender.
And every time I get her to look my way, she says I'm not where I belong.
But I watch her father preach on Sundays.
And all the hymnals of my heart.
But oh, rue, my dreams did not come true; no they only came apart.
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
All the snow fall this time of year, it's not what Birmingham is used to
I get the feeling that I brought it here, and now I'm taking it away.
But let's share one more drink together, before I go reload my cart
Oh, Lou, no my dreams did not come true- no they only came apart.
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Take me home,
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh
Lyrics submitted by blueisthecolor8
Track duration: 05:58
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ps. as for the soil line mrtito, i think its more along the lines of him talking about the feeling of birmingham, not so much the soil. i think its more of a metaphor then a actual term.
But also, as a life-long Birmingham resident, there are two things that stick out in this song to me...
First, the idea of snowfall in Birmingham. It's such a weird moment, this city shuts down when that happens. Secondly is the two references to "Lou" as though this is a story being told to someone named Lou. There's a prominent and historic bar in one of the downtown districts called "Lou's Pub and Package" It's one of two bars in town that (through being grand-fathered in) sells bottles of liquor on the premises. though Lou died in 2008, it makes me think that whoever wrote this song spent some time here. These two ideas are so oddly and specifically relevant.
But then again, the contrarian view, the line about "where the soil is so much richer"... Yeah, Birmingham is built upon what's known as Alabama Red Clay. It isn't exactly rich or friendly to growing jack squat. If you want rich soil, go about 80 miles south - below Montgomery.
All the same, this is great album and this is a great opener. Dawes is this perfect mix of Avett Brothers, Kings of Leon, and a heavy splash of Bob Seger. I completely love the throwback sound of this entire album.
I'll agree that the Birmingham soil reference is weird, but at the same time the damp, red soil in Birmingham can seem "rich" to those who've never tried to grow on it.
But I watch her father preach on Sundays.
I know the hymnals all by heart.
an amazingly simple but real line. fantastic song.