Richard Thompson
Following on from Jude's thread about Ralph McTell's song, 'Streets of London', and for the benefit of those that have not yet discovered the mind-blowing talents of Richard Thompson (can there be anyone?), I nominate this song as being maybe the best anti-war song of the last 30yrs. I know a few of you have heard my favourite rendition (by my friend Dave Burland) as I've sent it to them.
How Will I Ever Be Simple Again.
Oh she danced in the street with the guns all around her
All torn like a rag doll bare foot in the rain
And she sang like a child too ra day too ra daddy
Oh how will I ever be simple again
And she sat by the bank of a dirty grey river
And tried for a fish with a worm on a pin
There was nothing but fever and ghosts in the water
Oh how will I ever be simple again
War was my love and my friend and companion
What did I care for the pity and pain
For her smile was so clear and my heart was so troubled
Oh how will I ever be simple again
In her poor burned out house I sat at her table
The smell of her hair was like corn fields in May
And I wanted to weep and my eyes ached from trying
Oh how will I ever be simple again
So graceful she moved through the dust and the ruin
Happy she was in her dances and games
Oh teach me to see with your innocent eyes love
Oh how will I ever be simple again.
Richard Thompson.