Lyrics: Joe New
Music: Joe New
Played by the New Riders of the Purple Sage in the late 1980s.
Just like the bird of paradise
Your eyes disguise the colors of the rainbow
Angel of the alleyways
Tonight I swear it's you making the streetlamp glow
Leather and lace on you tonight
The smile on your face says you feel all right
You make my old car look fast
The way you lean against the fender
I'm about to fall, you're standing there
In all of your barbaric splendor
Just like the rose of Harlem
You're a darling flower up around the [?]
Though I know you grew up wild
Out of style, a child to you, I'll make my pleasure
Well Fashion turns my heart to stone
But fashion turns you to the bone
If you run with me, you'll see
I can be tough, I can be tender
I'm about to fall, you're standing there
In all of your barbaric splendor
Just like the road in silence
There's a violence in your smoky stolen glances
Your promises so primitive
To love and live with you is taking chances
So let the lion roar till dawn
We'll learn this dream with walking on
You started up a rumble in my heart
Took my mind off on a [menu]
I'm about to fall, you're standing there
In all of your barbaric splendor
I'm about to fall, you're standing there
In all of your barbaric splendor
| New Riders Recordings | |||||
| Date | Album | ||||
| 1978 | Keep On Keepin' On | ||||
| Other Recordings | |||||
| Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
| 2004 | Fast Folk, Vol 8, No 1 | Various Artists (Joe New) | |||