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Interesting side-line...on the dat...Lindsey
wrote Try For The Son...repeated it once again
and wrote Try For The Son again!!! Wishfull
thinking perhaps!!! We are so happy Linz has
his son at last and a daughter... and another
on the way!!! Makes Me Smile! Bye,Sky
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Cammie, the song you all are referring to is "Try for the SUN," not "Try for the Son." As in "SUN," the celestial object at the center of our solar system. It is not a Lindsey original, it is adapted from a song written by Donovan Leitch in 1965.
Lindsey's Adapted lyrics:
"Try for the Sun."
Written by D. Leitch; Adapted by L. Buckingham
We huddled in the derelict building
My gypsy girl and I
We made our bed together
With the rain dropping tears in our eyes
And who would be the one
To say it was no good what we done?
I dare anyone to say, anyone to say we were too young
We were only trying for the sun
Mirror, mirror in the sky
Won't you look what’s happening below
No one knows what’s going on
Won't you give us a sign where to go?
And who would be the one
To say it was no good what we done?
I dare anyone to say, anyone to say we were too young
We were only trying for the sun
And who would be the one
To say it was no good what we done?
I dare anyone to say, anyone to say we were too young
We were only trying for the sun
We were only trying for the sun
We were only trying for the sun
Mirror, mirror in the sky
Won't you look what’s happening below
Nobody knows what’s going on
Won't you you give us a sign where to go?
The original lyrics by Donovan, written in 1965:
We stood in the windy city
The gypsy boy and I
We slept on the breeze in the midnight
With the rain dropping tears in our eyes
And who’s going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done
I dare a man to say I’m too young
For I’m going to try for the sun
We huddled in the derelict building
And when he thought I was asleep
He lay his poor coat round my shoulders
And shivered there beside me in a heap
And who’s going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done
I dare a man to say I’m too young
For I’m going to try for the sun
We sang and cracked the sky with laughter
Our breath turned to mist in the cold
Our years put together count to thirty
But our eyes told the dawn we were old
And who’s going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done
I dare a man to say I’m too young
For I’m going to try for the sun
Mirror mirror hanging in the sky
Won’t you look down what’s happening here below
I stand here singing to the flowers
So very few people really know
And who’s going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done
I dare a man to say I’m too young
For I’m going to try for the sun
We stood in the windy city
The gypsy boy and I
We slept on the breeze in the midnight
With the rain dropping tears in our eyes
And who’s going to be the one
To say it was no good what we done
I dare a man to say I’m too young
For I’m going to try for the sun
Now, I'm really a novice at lyrical interpretation, but to me, his adaptation of the song has nothing to do with a desire to have children. It is a love song.
[thanks to nancy for the lyrics.]