Ray bega… Read Full Bio ↴Barbara Ray is a South African singer originally from Scotland.
Ray began singing with the Scottish Group the Sundowners. Moving to South Africa she had chart success with singles such as "I Don't Wanna Play House", "Like I Do" and "Funny Face". She was awarded multiple Gold disks such as for "Silver Threads and Golden Needles", and "Down The Mississippi".
In 1976 together with Bobby Angel she won a SARIE for vocal group and in 1979 together with Lance James she won the same award.
Tears on My Pillow
Barbara Ray Lyrics
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Pictures of a young man who used to walk so tall
Tears on my pillow are the story of my life
Pictures of a young man that took me for his wife
My song is just a simple one
A tribute to my only love
He was my guided light my inspiration
We planned our future hand in hand
Each day of love a day of celebration
Tears on my pillow sad pictures in the hall
Pictures of a young man who used to walk so tall
Tears on my pillow are the story of my life
Pictures of a young man that took me for his wife
There comes a time for every man
To take a rifle in his hand
My love was proud to make his contribution
And as I watched him walk away
I could only try to pray
But even then I knew I was to lose him
Tears on my pillow sad pictures in the hall
Pictures of a young man who used to walk so tall
Tears on my pillow are the story of my life
Pictures of a young man that took me for his wife
Tears on my pillow sad pictures in the hall
Pictures of a young man who took me for his wife
Barbara Ray's song, Tears on my pillow, tells the story of a woman who is grief-stricken over the loss of her husband. The first few lines of the song mention pictures on the walls, which are supposed to be of a young man who once walked tall. These pictures, along with the tears on her pillow, are the constant reminder of the life they shared.
As the song progresses, it becomes clear that the woman's husband was likely a soldier who died in battle, given the line "to take a rifle in his hand." The woman speaks of her love's pride in making his contribution, which was likely his military service. She mentions that even as she watched him leave for war, she knew she would lose him.
The entire song is a tribute to the woman's husband and their love. It represents the deep sadness of the woman who lost her partner, her guiding light, and her inspiration. The song is a beautiful expression of love and loss, bringing to life the struggles of many families who have lost loved ones in service to their country.
Line by Line Meaning
Tears on my pillow sad pictures in the hall
I cry and feel sadness as I see the pictures of my love in our home.
Pictures of a young man who used to walk so tall
The pictures remind me of how confident and strong my love used to be.
Tears on my pillow are the story of my life
My tears represent the struggles and hardships I've faced in life, especially after losing my love.
Pictures of a young man that took me for his wife
The pictures are a reminder of my love who committed to me in marriage.
My song is just a simple one
My tribute to my love is not grand or elaborate, but heartfelt and sincere.
A tribute to my only love
My song is dedicated solely to my love who was everything to me.
He was my guided light my inspiration
My love was my source of motivation and support, always helping me find my way.
We planned our future hand in hand
We envisioned and prepared for our future together, promising to always stand by each other's side.
Looked towards the Promised Land
We had high hopes and dreams for our future, with the intention of achieving success and happiness.
Each day of love a day of celebration
Our love for each other was a daily celebration, making the most of every moment we had together.
There comes a time for every man
Every person has a duty and responsibility that may require sacrifice and risk.
To take a rifle in his hand
My love had to take up arms and fight for his country or cause.
My love was proud to make his contribution
My love believed in his mission and willingly made sacrifices for it, with no regrets.
And as I watched him walk away
I had to let go of my love, watching him go off to fight and feeling helpless to protect him.
I could only try to pray
All I could do was hope and pray that my love would return safe and sound.
But even then I knew I was to lose him
Despite my prayers, I had a sinking feeling that my love would not return from the battlefield.
Contributed by Christopher E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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