Green Bottle #6

Moonlit Memories and Rustic Reflections: Green Bottle #6
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Lyrics

Moonbeams through headlights pour over backroads

Moonbeams illuminate the backroads through car headlights

Trumpet low on the stereo

Low trumpet sounds playing on the stereo

The nights are cold now

The nights have become cold

And those pistons moan now

Pistons make a moaning sound, possibly referring to a vehicle

And the late ride home goes still in the chill

The late ride home becomes quiet in the cold

Well, it makes me reminisce

Stirs feelings of nostalgia


Backyard dogs cry wolf

Dogs in the backyard cry wolf

Big rigs shift in low gear

Large trucks shift into low gear

Shotguns pop in the grove

Gunshots are heard in the grove

My Grundig talks in stale voices

A radio (Grundig) speaks with voices that seem stale or old

Wish they'd play some billie holiday

Expresses a desire for the radio to play Billie Holiday's music

Well I thought of you

The speaker thinks of someone

I'll think of you

Reiterates the act of thinking about someone

Oh, I think of you

Continues to express thoughts about someone


Wives' tales through Birch trees

Traditional stories pass through Birch trees

Gaze down on my leaves

Leaves on the speaker's tree are looked down upon

I rake them up by the bunch

The speaker gathers leaves in bunches

Darkness falls now, 'bout 5 o clock

Darkness falls around 5 o'clock

And that cool crisp air comes creeping through the woods

Cool, crisp air enters through the woods, prompting thoughts of someone

And it makes me think of you

The cool air makes the speaker reminisce about someone


Orange light through fingerprints

Orange light filters through fingerprints on a glass

Smeared over your glass

Fingerprints smeared on the glass belong to the person being thought of

Let's fill them up once again

Expresses a desire to refill the glasses

Years gone by now, I think I'll cry now

Years have passed, and the speaker feels like crying

Lucky summer lost in the leaves

A fortunate summer is lost in the leaves

Well I thought of you

Thinking of someone

I think of you

Continues to think of someone


Oh, I'll think of you

Reiterates the ongoing thoughts about someone

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