It is another song from the mythical paternal mix tape that is the distillation of many long car journeys in my youth to and from the Continent on family holidays. It is perhaps the song I most vividly recall – full of such eclectic and colourful lyrics and full of such flamboyance. This maybe a product of it being a translation of a song orignally sung in French by Jacques Brel.
Both Scott Walker and The Walker Brothers made some great music and are well worth some investigation.
If I could be for only an hour, if i could be for an hour every day.