The Song
Rick and I would double track with two tape recorders, making little albums with titles like The Grand Encounter and Syd Wympey Rocks. We had fun imagining our solo careers making up album titles for later life. I had one called Jackson Viking he had one called Richie Now.
The Players
Kurt Dahle drums
John Collins bass
Stevie guitars piano vocals
Rose Melberg vocals
The Writers
Stevie Jackson / Roy Moller
The Words
He was my Best Friend at school
He was handsome and cool
Why Richie, won’t Richie, say where is Richie Now?
The girls would all follow him home
The bad boys would leave him alone
Why Richie, won’t Richie, say where is Richie Now?
He has every Beatle record and me I only had one…
The ‘Twist and Shout’ EP from 1963
He talked of ‘Rubber Soul’ and wonder would unfold.
At lunchtime we played our guitars
We dreamed of being stars
Why Richie, won’t Richie, say where is Richie Now?
“Worry, worry, worry, don’t you worry
Everything is sure to go our way
Talks never cheap and our thoughts are always streamed
In our own mind
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Hurry, hurry, hurry on our way
The past is behind us, it’s also up ahead so don’t delay”
Though we dreamed the air of magic
The magic failed to recognize us
Tried to seize the day, the days got in the way
They hurtled past, our plans all went astray
We were so youthful and bold
We never thought we’d grow old
Why Richie, won’t Richie, say where is Richie?
Come back and play and we’ll know where we’re going
Why Richie, won’t Richie, say where is Richie Now?