Thursday, May 04, 2006

He Puts Diamonds on the Soles of My Shoes

This song makes me happy. And I think it's de-lovely romantic, not that I see Sam and I in it much in the literal sense - I'm certainly not rich, he's not poor - but there's something about the lyrics that speak to me. I imagine how this boy makes this girl feel, how she must act, and walk and talk, for him to say she has diamonds on the soles of her shoes. How he gets dressed up for her and takes her out, how they find simple happiness asleep in a doorway . . . I don't know much - but I think I know how she feels. Why she loves him. I guess the real question in this song is why does *he* love her?

My next painting may just be one of Sam and I resting our doorway, here by our bodegas near middle broadway.


(a-wa) o kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange
(a-wa a-wa) si-bona kwenze ka kanjani
(a-wa a-wa) amanto mbazane ayeza
She’s a rich girl
She don’t try to hide it
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

He’s a poor boy
Empty as a pocket
Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose
Sing ta na na
Ta na na na
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

People say she’s crazy
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Well that’s one way to lose these
Walking blues
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She was physically forgotten
Then she slipped into my pocket
With my car keys
She said you’ve taken me for granted
Because I please you
Wearing these diamonds

And I could say oo oo oo
As if everybody knows
What I’m talking about
As if everybody would know
Exactly what I was talking about
Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She makes the sign of a teaspoon
He makes the sign of a wave
The poor boy changes clothes
And puts on after-shave
To compensate for his ordinary shoes

And she said honey take me dancing
But they ended up by sleeping
In a doorway
By the bodegas and the lights on
Upper broadway
Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes

And I could say oo oo oo
As if everybody here would know
What I was talking about
I mean everybody here would know exactly
What I was talking about
Talking about diamonds

People say I’m crazy
I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes
Well that’s one way to lose
These walking blues
Diamonds on the soles of your shoes

1 comment:

frazzledmom said...

Best Album (wow, I still call it an album - showing my age) Paul Simon ever put out. That song is fantastic so is the one with Linda Rondstadt!. I actually wore out that CD and had to download it from itunes.