Brown Eyed Girl – Van Morrison

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Today’s song of the day is a song by Irish singer and songwriter Van Morrison called “Brown Eyed Girl.”

Fun Facts

Originally titled “Brown Skinned Girl,” the lyrics depicted an interracial love interest. Deemed too inflammatory for the 1967 audience, Van Morrison changed the title to “Brown Eyed Girl.”
The song is associated with the hippie culture of the ’60s, but Van Morrison — a jazz and blues singer — was horrified with the association.
“Brown Eyed Girl” was Van Morrison’s debut as a solo artist. This song was his departure from the group Them.
A line in the song, “Making love in the green grass,” was considered too suggestive. It was changed to make it more radio-friendly. In 1990, a Best of Van Morrison album inadvertently released the uncensored version, which is now played today.
This fun-loving song was on the same album as a song about a woman with tuberculosis, which Van Morrison claims is a better song.
Jimmy Buffet recorded “Brown Eyed Girl” for his album One Particular Harbor, and he sings the song frequently during his concerts.
The song went to number 10 on the Billboard Hot 100 in 1967.
“Brown Eyed Girl” remains the most downloaded song from the 1960s.
In 2011, the song hit 10 million US radio airplays.
“Brown Eyed Girl” is part of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame’s 500 Songs that Shaped Rock and Roll.

Lyrics:

Hey, where did we go?

Days when the rains came

Down in the hollow

Playin’ a new game

Laughin’ and a-runnin’, hey, hey

Skippin’ and a-jumpin’

In the misty morning fog with

Our, our hearts a-thumping and you

My brown-eyed girl

And you, my brown-eyed girl

And whatever happened

To Tuesday and so slow?

Going down the old mine with a

Transistor radio

Standing in the sunlight laughing

Hiding ‘hind a rainbow’s wall

Slipping and sliding

All along the waterfall 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 tee-da

Just like that

Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da, la-tee-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

Sometimes I’m overcome thinking ’bout it

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 tee-da