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  1. Listen free to Gram Parsons – Warm Evenings, Pale Mornings, Bottled Blues 1963-1973 (Zah's Blues, Blue Eyes and more). 21 tracks (). Discover more music, concerts, videos, and pictures with the largest catalogue online at Last.fm.

  2. Hickory Wind Lyrics by The Byrds from the Warm Evenings, Pale Mornings, Bottled Blues album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: In South Carolina there are many tall pines I remember the oak tree that we used to climb But now when I'm lonesome, I …

  3. 27. Juli 2006 · Warm Evenings, Pale Mornings, Bottled Blues: 1963-1973 . Gram Parsons Format: Audio CD. 4. ... I had heard about Gram Parson's influence on The Byrds, and even the Eagles. Other than the opening song, his music is much more on the countr ...

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  4. Her comb still lies beside my bed. And the sun comes up without her. It just doesn't know she's gone. Ooh, but I remember everything she said. Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes. Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottle of blues. And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair. Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes.

  5. 22. Jan. 2024 · The Christian Life Lyrics by The Byrds from the Warm Evenings, Pale Mornings, Bottled Blues album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: My buddies tell me that I should've waited They say I'm missing a whole world of fun But I still love them and I sing w…

  6. Brass Buttons Lyrics: (Gram Parsons) / Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes / Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues / And tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair / Brass buttons

  7. 29. Juli 2015 · Parsons is alone, left only with “warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues” and he can’t help but reflect on the details of the life he has now lost, of “the tiny golden pins that she ...