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Big 707 set to go<br />
But I’m stuck here in <strong>the</strong> gr<strong>as</strong>s<br />
Where <strong>the</strong> cold wind blows<br />
A dis<strong>as</strong>ter, a homeless man looking<br />
for human warmth, a woman he runs<br />
across in his travels… we follow daily<br />
life through his eyes. Like many a troubadour<br />
who h<strong>as</strong> trod <strong>the</strong> roads <strong>of</strong> here<br />
and everywhere, he h<strong>as</strong> met <strong>the</strong> many<br />
faces <strong>of</strong> love, which can sometimes be<br />
oppressive.<br />
That’s what you get for lovin’ me<br />
Everything you had is g<strong>one</strong>,<br />
As you can see<br />
I ain’t <strong>the</strong> kind to hang around<br />
With any new love that I’ve found<br />
‘Cause movin’ is my stock in trade<br />
I’m movin’ on<br />
I won’t think <strong>of</strong> you when I’m g<strong>one</strong>.<br />
T h i s s o n g, a b o u t l o v e a n d<br />
disappointment:<br />
How long, said she,<br />
can a moment like this<br />
Belong to some<strong>one</strong><br />
What’s wrong, what is right,<br />
when to live or to die<br />
We must almost be born<br />
So if you should <strong>as</strong>k me<br />
what secrets I hide<br />
I’m only your lover,<br />
don’t make me decide<br />
Or this <strong>one</strong>, about a man whose lover,<br />
at dawn, returns to her o<strong>the</strong>r life:<br />
S<strong>of</strong>tly she comes in <strong>the</strong> night,<br />
Down <strong>the</strong> darkened hall<br />
I hear her footsteps on my stair<br />
And she is in my arms once more<br />
Then s<strong>of</strong>tly she goes…in <strong>the</strong> dawn<br />
Or this song <strong>of</strong> longing:<br />
If I could only have you near<br />
To brea<strong>the</strong> a sigh or two<br />
I would be happy<br />
just to hold <strong>the</strong> hands I love<br />
Upon this winter night with you<br />
In 1972 Lightfoot is diagnosed with<br />
Bell’s Palsy: paralysis <strong>of</strong> his left arm and<br />
face, tingling in his leg, chest pains,<br />
dizziness. In short it’s serious, and he<br />
h<strong>as</strong> no option but to rest for a time. The<br />
following year he and his wife Brita, with<br />
whom he h<strong>as</strong> two children, Fred and<br />
Ingrid, agree to divorce. The split will<br />
make headlines.<br />
The time h<strong>as</strong> come to ga<strong>the</strong>r his<br />
thoughts. The nomadic life that is in his<br />
nature is tough on a couple, and he will<br />
live single for nearly two decades. Then<br />
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love knocks on his door once more. A<br />
pretty green-eyed blonde, Elizabeth<br />
Moon, becomes his second wife in 1989.<br />
His wanderings will always bring him<br />
back to her.<br />
Like many o<strong>the</strong>r artists, he faced <strong>the</strong><br />
twin demons <strong>of</strong> alcohol and gambling.<br />
An early song presaged later events:<br />
Well I got my mail late l<strong>as</strong>t night<br />
A letter from a girl<br />
who found <strong>the</strong> time to write<br />
To her l<strong>one</strong>some boy<br />
somewheres in <strong>the</strong> night<br />
She sent me a railroad ticket too<br />
To take me to her lovin’ arms…<br />
I went in town for <strong>one</strong> l<strong>as</strong>t round<br />
And I gambled my ticket away<br />
And <strong>the</strong> big steel rail won’t carry me<br />
Home to <strong>the</strong> <strong>one</strong> I love<br />
And <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong>re’s this song, in which<br />
<strong>the</strong> bottle plays a leading role:<br />
I’m on my second cup <strong>of</strong> c<strong>of</strong>fee<br />
And I <strong>still</strong> can’t face <strong>the</strong> dawn.<br />
The radio is playin’ a s<strong>of</strong>t country song<br />
And if I don’t stop this trembling hand<br />
From reaching for <strong>the</strong> ph<strong>one</strong>,<br />
I’ll be reaching for <strong>the</strong> bottle, Lord,<br />
Before this day is d<strong>one</strong><br />
In 1982 he emerges victorious from<br />
a long battle against his dependence.<br />
That unhappy experience could be <strong>the</strong><br />
re<strong>as</strong>on that, <strong>as</strong> far <strong>as</strong> I know, he h<strong>as</strong><br />
never allowed his music to be used in a<br />
commercial. “I don’t want <strong>the</strong> beer commercial<br />
to be my epitaph,” he supposedly<br />
once said.<br />
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