Gen'l blues. Can be played slow and lazy, or rockin' like Townes Van Zandt. Either way is fine with me.
Simple put this is a tune about true love. When true love is recognized, there is no reason to move on. Too often romeos get in the habit of honeymoonin' them sweethearts and then movin' on. There ultimately comes the realization, a few towns too far down the highway, that back there in that little one-horse town, let's say Two Dot Montana, that girl, she made the world into magic and made my heart full sing. Now, too late, the pointlessness of it comes home.
Simply put, the song is contrasting the ramblin' music and the flyin', glidin' cruisin' and hoofin' AGAINST the steadiness of true love. Further playful irony is inculcated by switching the adjectives around and other deliberate substitutions ... all fun and set against the steadiness of the heart.
Gen'l blues. Can be played slow and lazy, or rockin' like Townes Van Zandt. Either way is fine with me.
Simple put this is a tune about true love. When true love is recognized, there is no reason to move on. Too often romeos get in the habit of honeymoonin' them sweethearts and then movin' on. There ultimately comes the realization, a few towns too far down the highway, that back there in that little one-horse town, let's say Two Dot Montana, that girl, she made the world into magic and made my heart full sing. Now, too late, the pointlessness of it comes home.
Simply put, the song is contrasting the ramblin' music and the flyin', glidin' cruisin' and hoofin' AGAINST the steadiness of true love. Further playful irony is inculcated by switching the adjectives around and other deliberate substitutions ... all fun and set against the steadiness of the heart.