When it came to these kinds of lyrics, (Her dress, I saw in scarlet), like some of the ones below and most other folk period songs, (My love is for to die for), I always thought were the template for Yoda...or maybe he wrote them before becoming a Jedi...
   
  bob
  

Rick McCall <rickmccall@suddenlink.net> wrote:
  O.k., so I was clicking through the channels and happened upon a concert by
America in HD. I was about 11 years old when their first album came out (in
1970 I think) and that was about as close to country as I would get. I
thought Gerry Buckley had a really good voice and the song I Need You was
about as close to melancholy as an 11 year old could get.

Fast forward to now. Listening to Buckley and Bunnell (Dan Peek is not with
them) sing Don't Cross the River and it occurs to me that these have got to
be some of the lamest lyrics ever written. Just terrible. 

She feels like leavin' and she don't know why
Without no bridges she's trapped, so I sigh,

What?

And Horse With No Name? 

In the desert you can remember your name
cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain

I've never used that phrase in my life. Even accidentally.

But the worst has to be Muskrat Love.

Muskrat Susie, muskrat Sam
Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land
And they shimmy
And Sammy's so skinny

Just simply embarrassing to listen to. I had just forgotten how bad they
were.

Tell you what, those two guys can still harmonize, though.

Best,
Rick