“The harbour’s misty in the morning love oh how I miss december
The frangipani opens up to kiss the salty air
I know you’re gettin’ ready for the office
I suppose he’s still there, with you
The frangipani opens up to kiss the salty air
I know you’re gettin’ ready for the office
I suppose he’s still there, with you
Sharing our morning sun
Winter in America is cold
And I just keep growing older
I wish I could have known
enough of love to have love enough alone
And I just keep growing older
I wish I could have known
enough of love to have love enough alone
I ‘ve learned something of love
I wish I’d known before you left me
I wish I’d known before you left me
But it’s funny how you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone
And I hope you ‘ re getting all the love you ever wanted
But I wish I was there with you
Sharing our… “
And I hope you ‘ re getting all the love you ever wanted
But I wish I was there with you
Sharing our… “
These are the lyrics of a song named “Winter in America is cold.” Also known as “Leave love enough alone.” The song was written by a man named Jimmy Stewart. We used to know him quite well during the seventies till the nineties. Our children were young and life was starting to fire up very nicely. The memories of that period are filled with sun, laughter and growing trees. The inner Sydney suburb of Balmain was groovy and Carole King was on the ascent with her song “It’s too late.’
It was also the period of turning green and not waste, a turn against obscene wealth was starting to grow. We spoke of terminal capitalism! A vegie co-op was established and some ten couples would contribute $10 weekly each for which a trip would be made to Sydney’s vegetable markets by alternating couples to buy all the vegetables including fruit. The lot would be shared and put into 10 boxes. One box per couple. Jimmy Stewart and his then partner were one of the ten couples. Jimmy and I would go to this market when it was our turn. Jimmy was a writer of songs and the best known was the “Winter in America.” It was a mild hit in the US but in Netherland became top of the charts for a while. The song was covered by several artists but the Australian Dough Ashdown’s version is by far the best known.
We stayed in contact with Jimmy Stewart for some years. Music was his life and he was uncompromising in this. He had a range of partners and smoked and drank heartily. Last time I heard of him was yet another marriage, and a move to the blue mountains but that is some years ago now.
Here is “Winter in America.”
Tags: America, Balmain, Dough Ashdown, Jimmy Stewart, Netherlands, Sydney, US
January 22, 2019 at 12:15 am |
Long lost love, always a song for a troubadour. Lost youth and dreams, always a song for everyone— at some point.
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January 22, 2019 at 8:10 pm |
A song whereby the line; we don’t know what we lost till it is gone, is so true. We only have the moment that is now. They say!
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January 24, 2019 at 12:57 am
Have to agree!
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January 22, 2019 at 2:14 am |
I was so glad you mentioned this song to me at my blog, Gerard. It really is lovely, and now that I know your connection to Jimmy Stewart, it’s even more enjoyable. The seventies were a good time for music, and he just proves it again. I get a kick out of listening to the rock/n/roll of the 50s and 60s, and I enjoy a good bit from the current crop, but the 70s are the decade I’d chose if I had to limit myself to only one.
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January 22, 2019 at 8:16 pm |
We had a great collection of records both pop and classical. They have gone and the CD’s took over. We rarely play them now. Sometimes, when we get the urge, put on a lot of the L. Cohen’s music, really loud. Don’t know what the neighbours make of that, but who cares? Glad you liked this song, Linda. Odd, how some good music goes past the radar. This probably goes for good books, paintings and other forms of art. Poor Vincent never sold a single painting!
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January 22, 2019 at 3:07 am |
Here..: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwGSKea-lGw
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January 22, 2019 at 8:18 pm |
Thanks, Jo. Very popular at the time.
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January 22, 2019 at 5:42 am |
Great memories of a time long ago.
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January 22, 2019 at 8:21 pm |
True, Peggy. Nice to sometimes rummage through past memories. Balmain was a unique place. Early on in the fifties it was considered a place of rogues and rabittos.
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January 22, 2019 at 11:24 am |
Not a song I’d heard before. Love your recollections of a time and friendship that are both now past, yet are still present because they are part of your story.
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January 22, 2019 at 8:24 pm |
We also, apart from the vegie co-op, had a babysitting arrangement of couples sitting each others babies allowing young parents to see a movie, have a night out. I don’t know why it was called ‘babysitting’. We did not sit on babies of course.
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January 22, 2019 at 8:26 pm
😃
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January 22, 2019 at 2:17 pm |
I used to love this song a Gerard. I’d forgotten about, so thanks for the reminder. We lived in Balmain during the seventies too, and were blissfully happy there. Good times.
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January 22, 2019 at 8:29 pm |
We entered our Balmain period around 1968/69 and bought our first house for $12500.- It was in St Mary’s street facing the harbour. It was a great but somewhat delipidated timber cottage which had sagged on one corner. I put a jack under the corner of the house and jacked it up and placed some timbers on the foundation brick peers, and the house became a bit straighter after that. They were happy times.
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January 23, 2019 at 8:44 pm
Prices had gone up a bit by the time we arrived. We paid $21000 in 1974. Those houses are worth millions now!
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January 22, 2019 at 7:30 pm |
Oh, it’s so amazing how songs bring back memories, feelings, and ponderful things. They can even transport us quickly back in time to days and nights we lived years ago.
How wonderful that you knew this song writer! 🙂 Thank you for sharing your memories!
I’ve never heard this song, but the lyrics brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for the link, Gerard. I will go and listen now!
(((HUGS))) and Happy Day!!! 🙂
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January 22, 2019 at 9:56 pm |
So true, Carolyn. It was all a long time ago. We had street parties then, and many people would do up their houses. Later on after the values of those houses skyrocketed a new group took over, lawyers and financial wizards moved in and the remote garage door took its entree. Kids went to private schools wearing straw hats and blazers and now it is a suburb of the rich. The kids are no longer on the streets and the billy carts have disappeared too.
That’s alright, times are a changing.
The song is still great and Jimmy Stewart did a great job.
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January 22, 2019 at 7:35 pm |
I’m back! What a wonderful song! I will add it to my playlist so I can listen again! 🙂
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January 22, 2019 at 9:57 pm |
Glad you liked it. It doesn’t seem to date.
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January 23, 2019 at 5:48 am
I’m putting it on my playlist so I can go back and listen to it again and again. 🙂
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January 23, 2019 at 1:09 am |
Oh my gosh. You had me going, there for a beat. Jimmy Stewart…I was visualizing one of my favorite old-time American actors, Jimmy Stewart and I was surprised to learn he wrote songs and poetry! Ha. I guess it’s a common name. 😉
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