About the song
Van Morrison’s “Brown Eyed Girl,” released in 1967, is a quintessential piece of pop music that has stood the test of time. Its enduring popularity can be attributed to its infectious melody, catchy lyrics, and Morrison’s soulful vocals. The song’s upbeat tempo and joyful atmosphere make it a perennial favorite at parties and celebrations.
At its core, “Brown Eyed Girl” is a celebration of young love and the carefree spirit of youth. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a summer romance, filled with dancing, laughter, and shared experiences. Morrison’s voice, with its distinctive Irish lilt and raw emotion, conveys a sense of longing and desire.
The song’s musical arrangement is equally impressive. The driving rhythm, combined with the soulful horn section and Morrison’s energetic guitar playing, creates a dynamic and engaging sound. The repeated refrain of “Brown-eyed girl, where have you gone?” adds a touch of melancholy to the upbeat melody, suggesting a sense of longing and loss.
“Brown Eyed Girl” has been covered by countless artists over the years, testifying to its enduring appeal. Its popularity extends beyond musical circles, and it has become a cultural touchstone, often associated with nostalgia and fond memories of youth. The song’s enduring legacy is a testament to Morrison’s songwriting genius and the timeless power of great music.
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Lyrics
Hey, where did we go?
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow
Playin’ a new game
Laughin’ and a-runnin’, hey, hey
Skippin’ and a-jumpin’
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping and you
My brown-eyed girl
And you, my brown-eyed girl
And whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow?
Going down the old mine with a
Transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hiding ‘hind a rainbow’s wall
Slipping and sliding
All along the waterfall with you
My brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da
Just like that
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da, la-tee-da
So hard to find my way
Now that I’m all on my own
I saw you just the other day
My, how you have grown
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometimes I’m overcome thinking ’bout it
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da
Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da