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I have been reminded recently that it has been a long time since I posted a song, so I thought I'd post two versions of another old one.
This is the version of this song that Phyllis Capanna and I put together for the Simply Fine recording.
The players are:
Ed Hannifin: lead and harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Phyllis Capanna: harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Mark Stunkel: acoustic lead guitar
Karen Casey: bass
Recorded at The Daley Planet in Haverhill, MA.
This is the version of this song that Phyllis Capanna and I put together for the Simply Fine recording.
The players are:
Ed Hannifin: lead and harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Phyllis Capanna: harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Mark Stunkel: acoustic lead guitar
Karen Casey: bass
Recorded at The Daley Planet in Haverhill, MA.
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Lyrics
Your Brown Eyes
Copyright 1984 Ed Hannifin
I sold my heart
For comfort and wine
Taken the low road
Too many times
Trade what’s to come
And what’s already been
If your brown eyes would turn to me again
You know my heart
You think you know my mind
You know my style
You think you know my kind
I’d write new lines
And let you guide the pen
If your brown eyes would turn to me again
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If I could be the man I’ve seen in your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes turn around
Why say there’s hope
If you can’t tell me how
Why say there’s love
If it’s not here and now
I’d trade the past
And all we did back then
If your brown eyes would turn to me again
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If I could be the man I’ve seen in your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes turn around
Copyright 1984 Ed Hannifin
I sold my heart
For comfort and wine
Taken the low road
Too many times
Trade what’s to come
And what’s already been
If your brown eyes would turn to me again
You know my heart
You think you know my mind
You know my style
You think you know my kind
I’d write new lines
And let you guide the pen
If your brown eyes would turn to me again
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If I could be the man I’ve seen in your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes turn around
Why say there’s hope
If you can’t tell me how
Why say there’s love
If it’s not here and now
I’d trade the past
And all we did back then
If your brown eyes would turn to me again
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If I could be the man I’ve seen in your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes
If your brown eyes turn around

























Doadars Uncle
Warming plea. Sweet.