Any Other Gordon Lightfoot Fans Out There?

I don't care if this does date me, I love the man and his music. He can play a mean acoustic guitar. I'm listening to his "Songbook" collection right now. :hippie:

"The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald." Love it love it love it. :D And I'm 19 years old.

And I'm, uh, old enough to be your mother. :D

I really need to check out more of his music. I remember hearing it for the first time in my 5th grade music class. I liked it then and I like it now.

My favorite is "If You Could Read My Mind."

He's smooth.

Also a Cubs fan. Maybe there is a connection?

If I ever get up to Chicago, I'll have to look you up. :toast:

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:hi: Good to see you! :hug:

Congrats on selling your house!

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If you don't have them, get the United Artists Collection of his early stuff (only $10.98 from Amazon) and Sunday Concert (only album with "Ballad of the Yarmouth Castle", an even more poignant and evocative song about tragedy at sea).

Gordon's LPs were the ones you put on the turntable 30 years ago when romance was in the air.

He is an incredible talent, as a singer, songwriter, and guitar player. His songs will endure for generations due to the intelligence of his lyrics and his beautiful melodies.

on her honeymoon. Her husband was seasick as a dog and my friend helped with the rescue. To this day, it is an extremely proud moment of her life. Partly as a result of the experience, she became a volunteer paramedic in her semi-rural community.

I can see her lyin’ back in her satin dress
In a room where ya do what ya don’t confess
Sundown ya better take care
If I find you been creepin’ ’round my back stairs
Sundown ya better take care
If I find you been creepin’ ’round my back stairs
She’s been lookin’ like a queen in a sailor’s dream
And she don’t always say what she really means
Sometimes I think it’s a shame
When I get feelin’ better when I’m feelin’ no pain
Sometimes I think it’s a shame
When I get feelin’ better when I’m feelin’ no pain

I can picture every move that a man could make
Getting lost in her lovin’ is your first mistake
Sundown ya better take care
If I find you been creepin’ ’round my back stairs
Sometimes I think it’s a sin
When I feel like I’m winnin’ when I’m losin again

I can see her lookin’ fast in her faded jeans
She’s a hard lovin’ woman, got me feelin’ mean
Sometimes I think it’s a shame
When I get feelin’ better when I’m feelin’ no pain
Sundown ya better take care
If I find you been creepin’ ’round my back stairs
Sundown ya better take care
If I find you been creepin’ ’round my back stairs
Sometimes I think it’s a sin
When I feel like I’m winnin’ when I’m losin’ again

I always think of that and the Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald (which gives me goosebumps everytime I hear it) when I think of Gordon Lightfoot.

That guy was such an integral part of my AM radio repetoire when I was in elementary school in the 70s. That and "Carefree Highways".

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I didn't know there would be so many Lightheads around here! :toast:

I used to have several of his LPs; I think my mother still has them stashed away. I have most of his albums on CD now, but I don't have "Sunday Concert." I'll have to get that one.

Here's an old one of his that can found on the United Artists Collection. It never fails to make me choke up.

Home From the Forest

Oh the neon lights were flashin'
And the icy wind did blow
The water seeped into his shoes
And the drizzle turned to snow
His eyes were red, his hopes were dead
And the wine was runnin' low
And the old man came home
From the forest
His tears fell on the sidewalk
As he stumbled in the street
A dozen faces stopped to stare
But no one stopped to speak
For his castle was a hallway
And the bottle was his friend
And the old man stumbled in
From the forest

Up a dark and dingy staircase
The old man made his way
His ragged coat around him
As upon his cot he lay
And he wondered how it happened
That he ended up this way
Getting lost like a fool
In the forest

And as he lay there sleeping
A vision did appear
Upon his mantle shining
A face of one so dear
Who had loved him in the springtime
Of a long-forgotten year
When the wildflowers did bloom
In the forest

She touched his grizzled fingers
And she called him by his name
And then he heard the joyful sound
Of children at their games
In an old house on a hillside
In some forgotten town
Where the river runs down
From the forest

With a mighty roar the big jets soar
Above the canyon streets
And the con men con but life goes on
For the city never sleeps
And to an old forgotten soldier
The dawn will come no more
For the old man has come home
From the forest

And it doesn't date you. I'm in my early thirties, meaning I was just a baby when he was in his heyday.

Carefree highway, got ta see you my old flame
Carefree highway, you seen better days
The mornin' after blues from my head down to my shoes
Carefree highway, let me slip away
Slip away on you

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Ever since I was a kid. I have GL vinyl. :bounce: Unfortunately, I need a new needle.

I remember we had an 8-track of one of his albums, and there's this one song on it (can't remember the name at this moment) never quite sounds right to me unless it fades out half-way through and then starts up again where it left off after a mechanical clicking sound. :-)

This thread prompted me to put on his cd. I'm listening to Rainy Day People right now. :)

Rainy day people always seem to know when it’s time to call
Rainy day people don’t talk, they just listen till they’ve heard it all
Rainy day lovers don’t lie when they tell ’ya they’ve been down like you
Rainy day people don’t mind if you’re cryin’ a tear or two