I heard this on the satellite dish country station last night, and I understood the feelings behind if immediately. In fact, I had one of those “Gee I wish I’d written that” moments. There wasn’t any info on the screen, but I was pretty sure it was the late Roger Miller singing, so I jotted down a few lyrics, and tracked it down. Roger is probably best remember for his humorous country hits, like Chug-a-Lug, but he’s written some beautiful ballads and love songs, including this. Here, from the Amazon.com notes:
This unjustly forgotten masterpiece was in many ways the last great creative gasp for the late, great country songwriter-singer Roger Miller, who died in 1992. After he wrote countless country gems like "Invitation to the Blues," "King of the Road," and "Dang Me" during the 1950s and '60s, Miller's creative muse ran dry in the early 1970s. The drought continued until he made a remarkable comeback by penning the 20-song score and contributing vocals to the soundtrack of this 1985 Broadway adaptation of Mark Twain's literary classic. Big River still stands as a dazzling, heartwarming slice of musical Americana and the final crowning achievement in one of country music's most celebrated careers. --Bob Allen
RIVER IN THE RAIN (condensed lyrics)
River in the rain Sometimes at night you look like a long white train Winding your way away somewhere River I love you don't you care
If you're on the run winding some place Just trying to find the sun Whether the sunshine, whether the rain River I love you just the same
But sometimes in a time of trouble When you're out of hand And your muddy bubbles roll across my floor Carryin' away the things I treasure Hell, there ain't no way to measure Why I love you more than I did the day before
River in the rain Sometimes at night you look like a long white train Winding your way away from me River, I've never seen the sea
And here’s a YouTube recording of Roger singing it. All of us who love nature, be it rivers or mountains, the bald prairie or the salt sea, no matter if it’s where we live, or long to be, will feel this touch their hearts, I’m sure.
Video by YT member chargertom Photo of the Alberta flood of '05 by A. Penner
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.