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This song is about my first trip to Nashville. Me and Coco went to the Bluebird on a Saturday night without reservations (can you imagine?), and it was explained how things work there, to which we replied, "We're tourists, from Iowa even, sorry for the trouble." They promptly and politely found us a table. When I read the list of performers that night, Coco said, "Is this the R. Foster guy you listen to...what's he look like?" I looked over her shoulder and said, "Exactly like that guy there." Radney say down and introduced Gary Burr, John Scott Sherrill, and Stephanie Del Rey, and they proceeded to collectively change my life. I had never been in that kind of environment listening to a songwriter, with just his or her guitar, connect. I thought it odd that millions knew their songs, but didn't necessarily know them. So I wrote this song not only in their honor, but for every songwriter who may never be recognized in the supermarket, but make the music we all can't live without.
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YOU DON’T KNOW ME
I was headed for California back in 1973
My VW bus broke down outside Nashville Tennessee
But I had myself my guitar and a couple songs up my sleeve
I was only passin’ through I just sorta never did leave
Now you know my songs on the radio (on the radio)
But you don’t know me
I try to think about Elvis and Memphis and the creature from the black lagoon too
And I think it’s Beatle-esque Stones-ish and Buck-a-roo
When I heard about what mattered most to a girl from Baton Rouge
Sometimes what you don’t know really can hurt you
You might find me out sometime at the end of some sunny day
At the Exit-In or the Bluebird Café
So get your pen and paper your guitar now it’s alright
Make a million dollars overnight
Purple was the color of the dress she wore to the prom
All the kids laughed and she ran home into the arms of her mom
But she grew up oh so beautiful and you should hear her song
I swore she wore purple from that moment on
© 2003 Donny Brazile
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