back. On her back. And I sense the rhythms humming in a frenzy. All the way down her spine. . Girls on Film. Girls on Film. Girls on Film. Girls on Film. . Lipstick cherry all over the lens as
'. Was you my browneyed girl. You my browneyed girl Now what ever happened. Tuesday is oh, so slow. Goin' down the old mine with a. Transistor radio Standin' in a sunlit lane. Hidin' 'hind a
Browneyed girl. By van morrison. 1967. Hey where did we go. Days when the rains came. Down in a hollow. Playin a new game. . Laughin and a runnin. Skippin and a jumpin. In the misty mornin
'. Was you my browneyed girl. You my browneyed girl Now what ever happened. Tuesday is oh, so slow. Goin' down the old mine with a. Transistor radio Standin' in a sunlit lane. Hidin' 'hind a
hearts a-thumping. And you, my brown-eyed girl,. . You, my brown-eyed girl. Whatever happened. To tuesday and so slow. Going down to the old mine with a. Transistor radio. Standing in the sunlight
hearts a-thumping. And you, my brown-eyed girl,. . You, my brown-eyed girl. Whatever happened. To tuesday and so slow. Going down to the old mine with a. Transistor radio. Standing in the sunlight
Arrested on charges of unemployment. He was sitting in the witness stand. The judge's wife called up the District Attorney. She said "You free that browneyed man. If you want your job you better