About the song
**The Statler Brothers**, a quartet known for their harmonies and heartfelt ballads, delivered a classic with “Flowers on the Wall.” Released in 1969, this song became a timeless anthem of youth, nostalgia, and the fleeting nature of time.
With its simple yet poignant lyrics, “Flowers on the Wall” paints a vivid picture of growing up and leaving childhood behind. The song’s imagery is both nostalgic and bittersweet, evoking memories of carefree days and the inevitable passage of time.
The opening lines, “Flowers on the wall, you’re so beautiful,” set the stage for a reflective and sentimental journey. The song’s protagonist contemplates the beauty of nature and the innocence of youth, contrasting it with the realities of adulthood. The metaphor of flowers on the wall symbolizes the fragility and ephemeral nature of life itself.
The Statler Brothers’ harmonies add depth and emotion to the song, enhancing its impact. Their voices blend seamlessly, creating a sense of warmth and comfort. The melody is both catchy and memorable, making it easy to sing along to.
“Flowers on the Wall” has stood the test of time, resonating with audiences of all ages. Its timeless message of nostalgia and the fleeting nature of youth continues to touch the hearts of listeners. Whether you’re a longtime fan of the Statler Brothers or discovering their music for the first time, this classic ballad is sure to leave a lasting impression.
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Lyrics
I keep hearing you’re concerned about my happiness
But all that thought you’re giving me is conscience, I guess
If I were walking in your shoes I wouldn’t worry none
While you and your friends are worrying ’bout me, I’m having lots of fun.
Counting flowers on the wall
That don’t bother me at all
Playing solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo
Now don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do.
Last night I dressed in tails pretended I was on the town
As long as I can dream it’s hard to slow this swinger down
So please don’t give a thought to me I’m really doing fine
You can always find me here and having quite a time.
Counting flowers on the wall
That don’t bother me at all
Playing solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo
Now don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do.
It’s good to see you out although I know I look a fright
Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light
And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete
So I must go back to my room and make my day complete.
Counting flowers on the wall
That don’t bother me at all
Playing solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo
Now don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do…