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{November 12, 2011}   Brown-eyed Girl

When I was in high school I lived on the line, so to speak. I have written a number of stories about my growing up.

I got to wear girls slacks and jeans and some blouses all the time. Dresses were for special occasions.

I ‘dated’ one of my boy friends in high school … we were regularly seen together. Guess the only time we were apart was when he was at football practice or game night. We were careful cause he was black and it was bad enough that I was a “girl” but dating a black was not a good thing.

Back then a song came out … Van Morrison’s ‘Brown Eyed Girl’. (Lyrics below)

Well he would sing that to me and tell me that I was ‘his’ brown eyed girl. Made me feel very special in deed.

How I long for those days now.

‘BROWN EYED GIRL’ Lyrics

Hey where did we go,
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow,
Playin’ a new game,
Laughing and a running hey, hey
Skipping and a jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our hearts a thumpin’ and you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.

Whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow
Going down the old mine
With a transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing,
Hiding behind a rainbow’s wall,
Slipping and sliding
All along the water fall, 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 te 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
Sometime I’m overcome thinking ’bout
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 te da.

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