(David Munyon / S.P. Standley

...we wrote this song in Nashville, TN... when the famous songsmith, Gene Gillespie was staying with us, during „The Dudley Avenue Stereo Debates“...


I was just a young boy on the boardwalk
Beach tar on my feet
My old friend Skinny Jason
Was lifting weights to the heat of,

Words of love, words of love, words of love
Words of love
Radio playin', everyone singing words of love
Words of love

We found a dollar under the old pier
When the tide was still out
One would wonder at the scene there
Two friends, silent shouts

Words of love, words of love, words of love
Words of love
Radio playin', everyone singing words of love
Words of love

Chasing distant rainbows we lost track of everything
All the worry wasted friends on a ship down the chain
I guess that's why we keep trying again, and again
Some days are perfect, just perfect
Like words of love, words of love

Chasing distant shadows we lost track of many things
All the worry wasted dreams on a ship down the chain
I guess that's why we keep trying again, and again
Some days are perfect, just perfect
Like words of love

Twenty years later in an avenue jungle
I turned my eyes from a taxicab window
It was Ol'Jason and his radio an' words of love

David Munyon: vocal, guitar
Chris Jones: guitar
Martin Huch: pedal-steel
Beo Brockhausen: soprano saxophone
Hans-Jörg Maucksch: bass