From the recording Patches of Blue
From Bob Mersereau's review, "Girl On A Carousel sees him step back to latin-tinged 60's breeziness, something from a Parisienne new wave film perhaps, Lee Hazlewood taking Astrud Gilberto out for a date."
Lyrics
Girl on a Carousel
Girl on a carousel that I once knew well when the world was young,
Go 'round my delicious belle, your capricious heart never secrets tell
In Paris, London, Rome ensconced in your grand hotel home
your devotees throng the avenues below
The puppetry of posh pretence is merely sending me
back to the hedgerows of exalted memory
for the girl on a carousel that I once knew well when the world was young
when the world was young
when the world was young
Girl on an ocean swell, rising like the tide bobbing cockleshell
Stay my unwary heart, may we never part chic madamoiselle
The symmetry of line embossed on features rare and fine
draw paparazzi through the narrow streets below
If I could but draw thee hence from dreary days of decadance
I'd tramp the hedgerows and throw all the rest away
for the girl on a carousel that I once knew well when the world was young
when the world was young
when the world was young