From the recording BAREBACK PROMENADE
Rebecca composed a dreamlike melody, and asked that I write the lyrics. She often told me about the horse she had while growing up in California, My Lucky Lady, and about this romantic, innocent "first love" scenario. I hope I captured the feeling and brought her and the listener back to that meadow. We've recently recorded this and it will appear on Rebecca's next CD. This is a rough mix, with Pat Bergesen on guitar, Charlie Chadwick on bass, Roy Agee on Trombone, and Tommy Giampietro on drums.
Lyrics
BAREBACK PROMENADE
JUST LIKE A MONET
A LITTLE FOG, A LITTLE HAZE
SUCH A NIGHT!
WHAT A RIDE!
THIS BAREBACK PROMENADE IS LIKE A DREAM
I USED TO DREAM…
BUT IT’S TRUE..
BABY, TAKE THE REIN
MY LUCKY LADY WON’T COMPLAIN
THROUGH THE GLEN…
THEN BACK AGAIN….
A BAREBACK PROMENADE BENEATH
THE STARS ABOVE..
AND BABY, I’M IN LOVE
(CHORUS) AND AS WE GLIDE ACROSS THAT MISTY MEADOW
THE SLEEPY SUN SETS ON THE HILL
PAST THE MILL, WE CANTER DOWN THE VALLEY
THEN AMBLE THROUGH AN AUTUMN CHILL
THAT’S WHEN I SLIDE ON UP AND HOLD YOU TIGHTER
AND PULL YOUR BODY CLOSE TO ME…OOOH-WEEEE…
(SOLO)
I CAN FEEL YOUR HEART BEAT
CAN’T YOU FEEL MINE RACIN’ TOO?
OH, I KNOW YOU CAN..IT’S IN YOUR HANDS
THIS BAREBACK PROMENADE UPON MY LIFE LONG FRIEND
WILL NEVER, EVER END..
(REPEAT CHORUS)