Buttermilk Grove
\n<\/i><\/b>by Jimmy Buffett<\/p>\n
I just started singing, I didn’t know the tune
\nI finally left the city I’m gonna make it back home by two
\nUpon my late arrival by the moonlight I could see
\nThat the place I left so long ago still looks the same to me<\/p>\n
Well the flowers still grow along side of Buttermilk Grove
\nAnd something in the air tells me the corn has just been sold
\nBeen on my last subway, no more neon signs aglow
\nOh I’m heading home to Buttermilk Grove<\/p>\n
Now the sign above the general store tells me I’m not alone
\nAnd the number written on the wall right above the telephone
\nBrings my family running whether they be young or old
\nOh, Jimmy’s coming home to Buttermilk Grove<\/p>\n
There stands my lady, I miss that woman so
\nShe’s coming here to kiss me, I can feel her through her clothes
\nShe looks as good as ever if not better than my dreams
\nAh it must have been a fever that made me leave her that’s what it seems<\/p>\n
So tonight I’ll pick my banjo, its been so long since I played
\nAnd my lady she just loves it, at least that’s what she’ll say
\nI play it till my fingers bleed, until the neck is bowed
\nI’m coming home to Buttermilk Grove<\/p>\n
And the flowers still grow along side Buttermilk Grove
\nSomething in the air tells me the corn has just been sold
\nBeen on my last subway, no more neon signs aglow
\nOh I’m heading home to Buttermilk Grove.<\/p>\n
I love this song. To my knowledge, it’s only been preformed once, and that was back in 1974. Thank the Gods someone had a tape of it. I love the feel of the song, it’s simplicity, it’s imagery, and the way it sounds.<\/p>\n
The imagery that really kicks me is the fourth stanza, “She’s coming here to kiss me, I can feel her right through her clothes.” I know exactly what I’m thinking at that point, and it’s a wonderful thing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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