Guinnevere
Crosby Stills Nash & Young Lyrics


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Guinnevere had green eyes
Like yours, mi'lady like yours
When she'd walk down
Through the garden
In the morning after it rained
Peacocks wandered aimlessly
underneath an orange tree
Why can't she see me?

Guinnevere
Drew pentagrams
Like yours, mi'lady like yours
Late at night
When she thought
that no one was watching at all
She shall be free
As she turns her gaze
Down the slope
to the harbor where I lay
Anchored for a day

Guinnevere
Had golden hair
Like yours, mi'lady like yours
Streaming out when we'd ride
Through the warm wind down by the bay
Yesterday
Seagulls circle endlessly




I sing in silent harmony
We shall be free

Overall Meaning

The song Guinnevere by Crosby, Stills, and Nash is a complex narrative of unrequited love and the complications that come with it. The singer of the song is nursing a crush on a woman named Guinnevere, who is most likely in a romantic relationship with someone else. The lyrics describe the singer's fascination with Guinnevere's physical attributes, such as her green eyes, golden hair, and the way she draws pentagrams, which is a symbol often associated with witchcraft and the occult.


The singer seems to be frustrated that Guinnevere is not reciprocating his feelings, as evidenced by the line "Why can't she see me?" The song goes on to describe the singer's desire for freedom and a release from the emotional torment caused by his unrequited love. He longs to be free like the peacocks wandering aimlessly in the garden and the seagulls circling endlessly in the sky.


Overall, Guinnevere is a tale of unrequited love and the longing for freedom and release from emotional torment. The song's complex narrative and vivid imagery make it a powerful expression of these themes.


Line by Line Meaning

Guinnevere had green eyes
The woman named Guinnevere had eyes that were green, much like yours, my lady, much like yours.


Like yours, mi'lady like yours
Her eyes looked like your eyes, my lady.


When she'd walk down
Whenever she strolled down


Through the garden
Through the garden area


In the morning after it rained
During the morning immediately after it had rained


Peacocks wandered aimlessly
Peacocks moved around randomly without any purpose


underneath an orange tree
Beneath a tree which had oranges


Why can't she see me?
I wonder why she can't notice me.


Guinnevere drew pentagrams
Guinnevere itself used to draw pentagrams.


Like yours, mi'lady like yours
Just like yours, my lady, she drew pentagrams.


Late at night
During the late hours of the night


When she thought
When she believed


that no one was watching at all
That nobody was observing her in any way


She shall be free
She will be liberated


As she turns her gaze
While she looks


Down the slope
Towards downslope


to the harbor where I lay
Towards the port area where I was present


Anchored for a day
Stationary for a whole day


Guinnevere had golden hair
The person named Guinnevere's hair was of a golden color


Like yours, mi'lady like yours
It was akin to yours, my lady.


Streaming out when we'd ride
Flowing out when we would travel together


Through the warm wind down by the bay
During our playful time in warm sea breeze down at the shore


Yesterday
Before today


Seagulls circle endlessly
Seagulls keep circling limitlessly


I sing in silent harmony
I sing songs silently and well-coordinated with the background music


We shall be free
We both will be liberated




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Written by: DAVID CROSBY

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@DrJohn-rl9zg

I married a girl I met near the end of my senior year in highschool. Her homeroom was the band room where I played trumpet every morning.
Some six or seven years later we went to see CSN in concert. I remember someone in the band asked everyone to be quiet...and Crosby launched into "Guinnevere". The whole crowd was silent but for one ahole. It was magical. After the concert, as we got up to leave, the love of my life looked me in the eyes and said "My favorite thing about going to these concerts is watching you". It just might be the most beautiful thing any woman has ever said to any man. That was nearly four decades ago. Thanks so much David, Stephen, and Graham

@joeynarciso94

Such a beautiful story, pretty remarkable for such young people ...

@elizabethlinsay9193

Wow!

@DrJohn-rl9zg

@Elizabeth Linsay forty years later, I still remember..... WOW.

@dubmaster01

Beautiful reality for you two! Respect

@jaydemo5792

Almost too incredible to believe.......But almost don't count 😜

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@tomsuter2471

RIP David. This wonderful song will live forever. This song has all the feels for me and the vibe is incredible.

@paulzendo6079

You name it ❣️ May David have eternal fun , among all the others , playing The Great Gig In The Sky 🙏🎼 🎶

@carolinewoodward1016

I second that emotion.

@debradykes9793

​@Paul Zendo 0aa

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