♫ A Horse With No Name ♫

Sorry, folks, for another redux tonight, but I am not feeling well and simply must get to bed.  Anyway, it was 2018 the only other time I played this, so you’ve probably forgotten, yes?

The folk/rock group America originally consisted of three members: Gerry Beckley, Dewey Bunnell, and Dan Peek.  They were all U.S. Air Force brats whose fathers were stationed in the UK.  A Horse With No Name, went on to top the American singles chart for three weeks in early 1972 and reached No.3 in the UK.  I like the song, and can actually remember most of the lyrics, but I have one question:  why didn’t the dude give the horse a name???

A Horse with No Name
America

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la

After nine days I let the horse run free
‘Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it’s life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la

Songwriters: Dewey Bunnell
A Horse with No Name lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

♫ Daisy Jane ♫

I’ve been working hard today, between the usual Friday cleaning/laundry, plus an unplanned trip to the grocery, making homemade stuffed pepper soup and wheat rolls, and preparing for a get-together with friends tomorrow.  The whole time, I had this song rambling through the cobwebs of my mind, without consciously realizing it.  That ever happen to you?  Finally, when I was pondering my music post for tonight, I tried to put a name to the tune that had been meandering through my head, and simply couldn’t … but I had a few lyrics … “does she really love me, I think she does”, and that was enough for Google to help me out.  Still, quite honestly, I don’t believe I ever knew the title of this song was Daisy Jane!

Daisy Jane is a song written by Gerry Beckley of the group America included on the 1975 America album Hearts.  Recorded at The Record Plant in Sausalito, California, Daisy Jane had a big-name producer: George Martin, famous for his work with The Beatles.

The heartbeat that starts this song isn’t an actual human heart. David Dickey, who played bass on the track, created the sounds by hitting muted strings on his guitar.  According to Beckley …

“Every fourth one, we heard this little kind of pumped heartbeat, and said, ‘David, how are you doing that?’ And he said, ‘I’m not doing anything!’  It took a while to solo all the tracks to realize that little extra ‘ca-clump’ was my foot coming off the sustain pedal on the piano. You have to listen closely, but those are the funny little things that happen, so we kept it in. It made an interesting little bit for all the headphone fanatics.”

The song was never all that popular anywhere … it hit #20 in the U.S., #16 in Canada, and didn’t chart in the UK or anywhere on the other side of the pond as best I can tell … but I just happen to like the tune.  Nobody ever accused me of having good taste … in anything!  Clothes, music, food, men … I’m basically an anomaly.

Daisy Jane
America

Flyin’ me back to Memphis
Gotta find my Daisy Jane
Well the summer’s gonne
And I hope she’s feelin’ the same
Well I left her just to roam the city
Thinkin’ it would easy the pain
I’m a crazy man and I’m playin’ my crazy game, game
Does she really love me I think she does
Like the star above me I know
Because when the sky is bright
Everything’s all right

Flyin’ me back to Memphis
Honey keep the oven warm
All the clouds are clearin’
And I think we’re over the storm
Well I been pickin’ it up around me
Daisy I think I’m sane
Well I’m awful glad
And I guess you’re really to blame, blame
Do you really love me
I hope you do
Like the stars above me how I love you
When it’s cold at night
Everything’s all right

Songwriters: Gerry Beckley
Daisy Jane lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc

A Horse With No Name

The folk/rock group America originally consisted of three members: Gerry Beckley, Dewey Bunnell, and Dan Peek.  They were all U.S. Air Force brats whose fathers were stationed in the UK.  A Horse With No Name, went on to top the American singles chart for three weeks in early 1972 and reached No.3 in the UK.  I like the song, and can actually remember most of the lyrics, but I have one question:  why didn’t the dude give the horse a name???

A Horse with No Name
America

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la

After nine days I let the horse run free
‘Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it’s life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la

Songwriters: Dewey Bunnell
A Horse with No Name lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc