(alexallan) Thu 11 Sep 03 00:06
Cassidy w: Barlow m: Weir AGDL: http://arts.ucsc.edu/gdead/agdl/cassidy.html LASF: http://www.whitegum.com/songfile/CASSIDY.HTM
Alex Allan (alexallan) Thu 11 Sep 03 00:06
Cassidy Lyrics: John Barlow Music: Bob Weir Copyright Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission. I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream Ah child of countless trees Ah child of boundless seas What you are, what you're meant to be Speaks his name, though you were born to me Born to me, Cassidy Lost now on the country miles on his Cadillac I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back Come wash the night-time clean Come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, Cassidy Quick beats in an icy heart Catch colt draws a coffin cart There he goes and now here she starts Hear her cry Flight of the seabirds Scattered like lost words Wheel to the storm and fly Faring thee well now Let your life proceed by its own designs Nothing to tell now Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine
Brian Noe (noebie) Fri 26 Sep 03 13:43
this was the one that made me give the dead a fresh listen in the early 80s...and, for my money, one of <barlow>'s best lyrics
Brian Noe (noebie) Fri 26 Sep 03 13:48
a friend played the "reckoning" live recording for me, and this song just knocked me out -- when they come out of the jam into "flight of the seabirds" and the crowd reacts...just magic
it's good to touch the green green grass of home (xian) Fri 26 Sep 03 14:32
Yeah, that track kind of "proved" they could access the x-factor magic in acoustic form, no problem-o.
Gary Burnett (jera) Fri 26 Sep 03 14:45
And the line "catch colt draws a coffin cart" should be *hell* to sing, with all those hard c's, but boy, does it sound fine when Bobby nails it.
from ED F (tnf) Sat 31 Jul 04 10:52
Ed F. writes: I always thought that "child of countless trees" referred to when Neil died while trying to count the number of railroad tied between two locations in Mexico. A bet that he made with Kesey or somebody. He was apparently very high on speed at the time and the hot sun was too much for his heart. EdF
who begat me? (comet) Sun 1 Aug 04 20:45
Or it could just refer to the countless "family trees" from which we all are descended; a bit of humility to the fact that we are not the original fathers of even "our own" children.
Julie Ellen Anzaldo (jewel) Mon 2 Aug 04 10:28
Or it could be a reference to reincarnation. Many trees - many births. As in, a tree is planted in Israel when a child is born. Countless lives. That fits well to me with boundless seas.
from SEAN ROURKE (tnf) Sun 10 Apr 05 10:31
Hello- I always thought of "Cassidy" as a tribute to Neal Cassady. The lyrics: "lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac," and "wheel to the storm and fly" are especially reminiscent of Kerouac's recollections of the long road trips with Cassady in "On The Road." Kerouac even tells the story of their trip to Chicago in a Cadillac which incidentally got stuck in the mud on a country road. Maybe I'm just stating the obvious...what do you guys think? -Sean Rourke
David Gans (tnf) Sun 10 Apr 05 10:32
Yes, Sean, it's been made explicit many times. Bobby was working on the song while Eileen Law was preparing to give birth in the home they shared, and Barlow wrote the lyric with the death of Neal Cassady and the birth of Cassidy Law in mind.
Marked from the Day That I was Born (ssol) Sun 10 Apr 05 15:48
Ooooh... more GD lyrical ambiquity.
Bill McKenney (gratefulwood) Fri 22 Apr 05 16:34
"There he goes and now here she starts Hear her cry"
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