listening to this song.. Parisienne Walkways.. 9 lines.. and a
guitar that is so heartwrenchingly sad 
i remember paris in '49
the champs-elysee, st michel
and old beaujolais wine
i recall that you were mine
in those parisienne days
looking back at the photographs
those summer days spent outside corner cafes
oh i could write you paragraphs
about my old parisienne days..
