“I wish I was in Bowling Green” – Summertime Sessions

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photo thanks to Chris Rickard

With the help of our friend Chris we recorded our version of the traditional song            “I wish I was in Bowling Green”, which we learned from the Kossoy Sisters, adding to it with more lyrics: somethin’ old, somethin’ new, somethin’ borrowed & somethin’ blue.

The lyrics talk specifically about the town “Bowling Green” in Kentucky in the US of A, but the song for us is about the longing for that place that feels like home and a nostalgic recollection of the place you grew up in, or belong to.

A perfect home…….

Traditional songs last in popular culture because the message or meaning is timeless, continuously relevant, like any cliche there’s a deep truth enfolded inside,

photo thanks to Chris Rickard
photo thanks to Chris Rickard

Slim Dime play “I wish I was in Bowling Green”

Wish I was in Bowling Green

sittin’ in a chair

One arm round my pretty little girl

‘Tother ’round my dear

‘Tother ’round my dear,

                  Bowling Green

         Oh you good old Bowling Green.

Wish I was a bumblebee

sailing through the air

Sail right down to my true love’s side,

Touch him if you dare.

Touch him if you dare,

Bowling Green

                  Oh you good old Bowling Green.

If you see that man of mine,

tell him once for me

If he loves another girl,

Yes I’II set him free

Yes I’II set him free,

                  Bowling Green

                  Oh you good old Bowling Green.

Goin’ through this whole wide world,

I’m goin’ through alone;

Goin’ through this whole wide world,

I ain’t got no home,

I ain’t got no home.

Bowling Green

                  Oh you good old Bowling Green.

Wish I was down in the South

where folks treat you kind

Listening to a pretty little song,

with that love of mine.

With that love of mine,

Bowling Green

                  Oh you good old Bowling Green.

Been around this whole wide world,

walkin’ all alone;

Goin’ through this whole wide world,

I ain’t got no home,

I ain’t got no home.

Bowling Green

                  Oh you good old Bowling Green.

I ain’t got a dollar Dear,

I ain’t got a dime

But I got a sweetie pie

who loves me all the time.

Loves me all the time,

Bowling Green

                  Oh you good old Bowling Green.

Goin’ back to Bowling Green,

any ole way I can;

when I get to Bowling Green,

I’ll never leave again,

Never leave again.

Bowling Green

                  Oh you good old Bowling Green.

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