America-A Horse With No Name

Reggovitch Rat waves back, but doesn't know the meaning either.

You might want to fire up a doobie before listening next time.
Repeat as necessary.

Welcome to A2K. :wink:

LionTamerX, I have no idea what you mean by 'fire up a doobie', can you please explain?

And yeah, thanks for the welcome...I have been here since last year...before you infact...but, I don't usually post, just look...

Get back to me, Crazynutt

It's remarkable to me that this litle bit of stoned fluff from American pop music has fired up your imagination but....hey...c'est la vie.
And stop lurking! Makes me nervous mate. :wink:

I hope this don't upset you too much, but to some older folks (even your parents!) a 'doobie' is a cigarette made with 'marijuana' (see below)...



...they were also called 'scoobies' and 'doobies' and 'jays' and you lit 'em and smoked 'em..

I'm getting a contact high from your post Stilly

Bogarting bastid! He's like "Oh man, y'know I am expected some of the wickedest green, man! So, I'll like smoke your stash man, but you just wait till I lay this on you, man!! Does anyone like want that candy bar??"

"'cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain"

ironically this is perhaps the most painful line in all of popular music

I despise this song. Once I start to read the words or hear the tune I can't get it out of my head for days. I hope you're happy with what you have wrought Crazynutt.

As to my take on the meaning, I look at it as a life journey and it starts out with birth and being a child. "I was looking at all the life." This seems to me to be the essential curiosity of a child as they first start to take in the world but then: "The heat was hot and the ground was dry but the air was full of sound" Sounds like the first day of school all line up in the schoolyard in 90 degree temperatures with all cacophony of the other children all around. (Not a pleasant remembrance and the first sign that life was about to get rough and tough.)

It moves on through an examination of how traveling alone can help relax and bring myself back in touch with the universe and nature.

By the end it seems like a man bemoaning the sadness of life as he sees it "the humans will give no love". I can't say I agree with that assessment.


A deep powerful and meaningful song. One of the things I like about it is that we can each apply it into our life and derive from it the meaning which it gives to each of us individually.


(Now how do I get it out of my head?)

(Now how do I get it out of my head?)


I've been told that If you start to sing or hum "Private Dancer" by Tina Turner it acts as a cleanser, and will not only clean the old song from your head but will not stick.

Or, you might try a doobie...

Sturgis, I am sorry to hear that you hate this song so much, personally, I love it. I agree with you, it is a great song in that each different person can apply it to their own life...And it seems to work, maybe this is why I love it so much, it almost starts to make sense of the very confussing life which I lead...In a weird kind of way.

In relation to the drugs/smoking comments. I think that this song is far from related to drugs/smoking. I hate any kind of drugs, and I am almost not taking the prevention rubbish for my asthma because of my hate for them, I also hate smoking-yes even just the normal kind-so, given I love this song so much, I do not want to link the two together. *Shrugs*

And yeah, about getting the song out of your head...I have it on good authority(from me)that listening to the song, the whole way through, once only, without singing or humming along to it, works wonders...I have not tried listening to this Tina Turner song...but hey, it is worth a try.

Thanks for your ideas so far, keep them coming...I still have not found one I really like yet...

Crazynutt*Waves*

Just for the record, the guy who wrote the song (a member of America) claimed that the lyrics didn't mean anything - he just liked the way the words sounded. Now, if you believe that..........

Well I hope you're very happy now I've got another America song imbedded in my brain, Sister Golden Hair.

Thanks a lot Sturgis... Now that guitar riff is stuck in my head too.

"Ahem, I'm your private dancer, dancer for money..."

(I'll be here all the week.)

Ventura Highway


Chewing on a piece of grass
Walking down the road
tell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe?
Some people tell me this town don't look good in snow
You don't care I know.

Ventura Highway in the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger than moonshine
You're gonna go I know.

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air, in the air.

did di di di dit did di di di dit ....

Wishin' on a falling star
Waitin' for an early train
Sorry boy but I've been hit by purple rain
Awe, come on Joe, you can always
Change your name
thanks a lot son, just the same.

Ventura Highway in the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger than moonshine
You're gonna go I know.

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air, in the air.

Did di di di dit did di di di dit did di di di dit
Did di di di dit did di di di dit...

That is the key