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by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I got my first Eagles vinyl LP in 1974 for my birthday. It was thrilling. It was country. It was rock and roll. It had soul.  Who knew the band members were a big bunch of passionate and aggressive boys trying to say something through song.

The hottest head was probably Glenn Frey.  He caused Don Felder to be kicked out of the band. Crazy, I know.  This year the dying keep coming.  We keep digging their graves and their music.

Glenn Lewis Frey
November 6, 1948 – January 18, 2016

Glenn Frey

“River Of Dreams”
Strange Weather (1992)

On a dark December morning
When the sun refused to shine
Spent another sleepless night
Got so much on my mind

Think I finally know what’s wrong
I think I’ve gotta leave this place behind
So I said wake up, Linda,
I’ve had a dream

I dreamed we moved away from here
To a place I’d never seen
Where the nights were long and cold
And the air was fresh and clean.

And there we were standing
Underneath the western sky
Beside a home we built ourselves
Way up in the mountains high
And we lived happy there, just you and I
On a river of dreams

There’s no need to worry now
Cause I’ve got a plan
We don’t need this modern world
I’m not a modern man
We’re gonna get ourselves off these city streets
We’re gonna get back on the land

There’s a whole lot of people out there
Feel just like you and me
They’d love to pack their leavin’ trucks
And say goodbye to all their misery
What’d ya say we pack up that Camaro, honey
And chase the sun until we’re free

And if I could I’d lift you up on angel wings
We’d fly away and never worry about a thing
We’d know the joy and riches a simple life can bring
On a river of dreams, on a river of dreams

So get your things together now
I’ll be getting mine
I’ve finally got the feeling girl
The sun is gonna shine
You know people don’t run out of dreams
People just run out of time

Let’s find that place out there
Underneath the western sky
We’ll build a home ourselves
Way up in the mountains high
We’ll live happy there ’til the day we die
On a river of dreams

And we’ll have stars to wish on every single night
We’ll build a fire and make love by candlelight
We’ll do our moondance ’til we get it right
On a river of dreams, on a river of dreams
I can see us standing by the river
Holding hands beside the river

Hear “River of Dreams” by clicking here.

Copyright © 1960-2016 Lawrence J. J. Leonard  All rights reserved.

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