Music Appreciation
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(21,646 posts)A truck driver with another son and wife needing help both who had MS ( not Ronnie ) when Ronnie was young
I heard your footsteps at the front door, and that old familiar love song. Cause you knew youd find me waiting there, at the top of the stairs.
Those lyrics werent written about waiting for his lover to come home. He was recalling his boyhood in a working-class London neighborhood, waiting for his tireless dad to return from his Sunday morning trudge to the local junk market.
You were sorting through the odds and ends,
You was looking for a bargain.
" The Debris " was a term used by the locals to describe a makeshift market thrown together on the bleak streets of a city that was still bearing very visible scars of the WWII Blitz.
A good goodnight post Thanks Glamrock
Glamrock
(11,800 posts)Fell asleep earlier this his evening to a Ronnie Lane documentary and they were just covering this when I drifted off.
lunasun
(21,646 posts)instead by chance then I'll check it out
Does the doc have a name ?
Smallish for sure!