I lost myself on a cool damp night I gave myself in that misty light Was hypnotized by a strange delight Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree Put my heart in its recipe It makes me see what I want to see And be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think I do things I never should do I drink much more that I ought to drink Because it brings me back you
Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love Listen to me, I cannot see clearly Isn’t that she, coming to me nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady where’s my love? Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where’s my love? Listen to me, why is everything so hazy? Isn’t that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?
Lilac wine, I feel unready for my love Feel unready for my love
Brian Kennedy performs Brown Eyed Girl, a Van Morrison song, on Black Staff Sessions, a local TV Show here in Northern Ireland
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