First appeared on the CD Cow Imagination in 1990. Re-recorded for Love Is The Weirdest of All in 2004.
©1990 Lou & Peter Berryman
Words by Peter, Music by Lou
When the whatchacallums blossom
by the back porch
And the bluish purple whoozis do the same
And the bird with yellow on it sings a number
My mind drifts back to lovely whats-her-name
The puffy nimbo-something clouds
are floating
High above the hoosiewhatsis tree
And the bushes with the purple jobs are blooming
By those forget-me-nots I love to see
On the Monday or the Tuesday that
I met her
We had pasta full of cheese, what is it called
When we stopped at the Cafe something-or-other
Where our Dodge or was it Studebaker stalled
We danced some kind of dance I can't
remember
As they played what was the name of that old song
I recall i gave her wine or was it candy
And I brought a few forget-me-nots along
I almost can remember what she looks
like
Her elbow on the gizmo of the chair
Pinning up the doodad of her dickey
And snapping the doohickey in her hair
Well I gave her a fancy thing of
flowers
I asked her if she'd share my driveway too
If my memory serves me she was cordial
But whispered these forget-me-nots'll do
Well i should look her up one of
these summers
I believe she moved to Boise or Madrid
So that we could lie again by what's that river
And do some of the things I think we did
She broke my heart or was it vice-versa
Well one of us was sad as we could be
I sent her some forget-me-nots in parting
Or did she send forget-me-nots to me?