Ah... It's Come to This

As it usually does.  Somehow I always seem to end up my evenings with "Exile on Main Street"...

I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun.
I'm the man that brings you roses when you aint got none.
Well I can run and jump and fish, but I wont fight
You if you want to push and pull with me all night.

Give me little drink from your loving cup.
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk.

We first heard "Exile" when we were in Beautiful Sinop-By-The Sea once upon a time in the way-back.  This is one of our favorite tunes off the album and we played it to frickin' death, either in our part-time gig as disc jockey or at numerous parties, all while belting out the lyrics and playing air guitar on various and sundry occasions... sometimes even in the company of beautiful round-eyed wimmen.

I feel so humble with you tonight,
Just sitting in front of the fire.
See your face dancing in the flame,
Feel your mouth kissing me again,
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz,
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz.
Oh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz.

Much later in life we would put the album on the turntable and listen with our Main Squeeze... reveling in its wonderfulness... with or without benefit of a fireplace.  I have to admit it was much better with fire, as there's a certain synergy that occurs in the moment with "see your face dancing in the flame"... but t'is another story (or stories)... that.

Yes, I am nitty gritty and my shirts all torn,
But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn.

Give me little drink from your loving cup.
Just one drink and Ill fall down drunk.

These days we play the album mostly in the car and always on occasions when we get deep into our memories and reminisce on our dearly departed youth.  Like tonight.  And we can't help but think of those nights past when we did indeed "spill the beans til dawn."  Oh, my.  Yes.

What a beautiful buzz... what a beautiful buzz.