Lonely Street
Gregory Isaacs Lyrics


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I'm looking for that lonely street
I've got a sad, sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Where's this place called "Lonely Street?"

A place where there's just loneliness
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and mem'ries meet
Where's this place called "Lonely Street?"

Perhaps upon that lonely street
There's someone such as I
Who came to bury broken dreams
And watch an old love die

If I could find that lonely street
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and mem'ries meet
Where's this place called "Lonely Street?"





Where's this place called "Lonely Street?"...

Overall Meaning

The song "Lonely Street" by Gregory Isaacs is a melancholic ballad that portrays the longing of the singer to find a place where he can express his sadness and weep. He refers to this place as "Lonely Street" where there is only loneliness and broken dreams. This is a metaphorical representation of a desolate and sorrowful emotional state that one experiences after a heartbreak or loss of a loved one.


The first stanza of the song highlights the singer's search for "Lonely Street" where he can find solace and express his sorrow. He indicates that he has a sad tale to tell but needs a suitable place to weep. In the second stanza, he describes "Lonely Street" as a place where there is only loneliness, and the dim lights bring forgetfulness. This depicts the ultimate desire to forget the painful memories and move on with life.


In the final stanza, the lyrics suggest that the singer is not alone in his sorrow and that he probably meets someone on "Lonely Street," another person like himself who is trying to bury broken dreams and move on. The song leaves us with a sense of longing and loss, as the singer continues his search for the elusive "Lonely Street."


Line by Line Meaning

I'm looking for that lonely street
I am searching for a place of solitude and emptiness


I've got a sad, sad tale to tell
I have a story of heartbreak and sorrow to share


I need a place to go and weep
I require a location to mourn and cry


Where's this place called 'Lonely Street?'
What is the location of this desolate street?


A place where there's just loneliness
A location filled only with solitude and isolation


Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where the dim illumination creates an environment of forgetfulness


Where broken dreams and mem'ries meet
A place where shattered aspirations and memories unite


Where's this place called 'Lonely Street?'
What is the location of this desolate street?


Perhaps upon that lonely street
Possibly, somewhere on that forlorn street


There's someone such as I
There may be an individual there who is similar to me


Who came to bury broken dreams
Who arrived to lay to rest their shattered hopes


And watch an old love die
And to view a previous love pass away


If I could find that lonely street
If only I could locate that forsaken street


Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where the gloomy ambiance induces amnesia


Where broken dreams and mem'ries meet
Where broken aspirations and recollections coincide


Where's this place called 'Lonely Street?'
What is the location of this desolate street?




Writer(s): Steve Martin Burnett, Gregory Anthony Isaacs

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on Good Morning

Anyone with out deh lyrics by Gregory isaacs

Garvey Ufot


on Dieting

Lord

Lord

I sit and wonder have I sinned
As I partake of my dieting, yeah
Just to know that every day, oh yeah
My whole life depend on a food tray, yeah
An happy day, a night of pain
I wonder when this a-term will end
Cos I'm a man and I've got to go
I don't know when I'm gonna get parole
But I'm a-one day
I'm a-one day
Yes, I'm a-one day
One day closer to home
One day closer to home

The place in which that I dwell, Lord knows
Was just an old iron gate in hell, yeah
But still I survive
The foolish man always build strife
Nuh want no baton stick come bruck me bone
The worldly man, leave me alone

Cos I'm a man and I've got to go
I don't know when I'm gonna get parole
But I'm a-one day
I'm a-one day
Yes, I'm a-one day
One day closer to home
One day closer to home
One day closer to home
One day closer to home
One day closer to home

Uunh
One day closer to home

I sit and wonder have I sinned, Lord God
As I partake of my dieting
Hurts to know that every day, every long day
My whole life depend on a food tray
An happy day, a night of pain
I wonder when this a-term will end
Cos I'm a man and I've got to go
I don't know when I'm gonna get parole
But I'm a-one day
I'm a-one day
I'm a-one day
One day closer to home
One day closer to home
One day closer to home
One day closer to home
One day closer to home
To home
I need, aah
To home
One day closer

Garvey Ufot


on Dieting

The tune, 'Dieting', is absolutely, totally and completely the hottest and the coolest tune in this album. It is absolutely massive. It is my absolute best. Anyone who thinks otherwise has NOT listened to it yet. It is heartrending in its story -- Gregory's harrowing experience in prison -- hard in its riddim (Roots Radics at their best) and soul uplifting in its melody. Jesus! Are you guys kidding me? 'Dieting' is without parrallel in this album.

Gicharu


on A Few Words

Cool Ruler had classic voice, ......one of those voice one can't imitate. these songs sang more than 30 years ago will still be played and relevant more than a century later... R.I.P

Gicharu


on Front Door

The white men lose

"The white men lose", does not make sense...."While I may lose"

Gicharu


on Better Plant Some Loving

This was my best cassette of G.I , all songs with the exception of Let off Supm, were classic love songs. His collabo with Dennis Brown on Let off Supm was a gem

Vinnie


on Good Morning

Great vives!

Bruce Booker


on Out Deh

I really would like to have the lyrics of gregory isaacs dieting song.

Valmir Machado


on Night Nurse

brasill é regaee, é nois mano

Evelyne De Batavia


on If I Don't Have You

Wonderful

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