h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I think 'the three men I admire the most' refers to Ritchie Valens, The Big Bopper & of course Buddy Holly. They were on the same plane

I'll agree with Who?...GEEESSSHHHH!!!! 'bout time SOMEONE actually posted ALL the words!LOL

I learned this song once for a friends' request. I DID it once!....never again!

The d**n things' 7 minutes long!LOL

NM

Ok people- now that (I presume) many of us have gone to sleep at night singing this song over an over an over in our heads It's driving me NUTS!- How about tackling Starry, Starry Night? -Just to change the tune. By the way, I still maintain it's Lenin not Lennon! K

But do you know who gave up his seat for Richie Valens so he could get on the plane ? Because I know it was a country satr - but his name has gone right out of my head. I think he died last year........


And Starry Starry Night is called Vincent and its about Van Gough

It was Waylon Jennings who gave up his seat to the Big Bopper on the plane that would crash,killing Holly and Richie Valens as well.

Seamus

....and before we start on it here are the words...

Vincent (Starry Starry Night)


Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now


Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of chine blue
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

Chorus:
For they could not love you, but still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night
You took your life as lovers often do,
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will.


Copyright ©1995-2003 Alan Howard. Licensed by Don McLean.

Seamus

Thanks Seamus - that was it Waylon Jennings

Well Vincent is simple enough. Madness and the artistic spirit. Longing and belonging. Just your average angst ridden paen to a lost soul.