I saw her live 4 times between early 1972 and late 1973. She has such a beautiful voice and stage presence. Offstage she was just as nice. She gave us autographs and was very kind to wait for every single fan who asked to be given her autograph, smiling the whole time.
Saw Barbara in Branson three or four years ago. As she was meeting everyone after the show, when my turn came I told her that Vincent was my favorite track she had ever recorded. She thanked me and said they did that song in one take!!
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could've told you Vincent This world was never meant for One as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frame-less heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will
I'd heard him called Mr. Guitar....but the guitar Pope. Yes, you are right. I'd seen him 3 times in my life, met him once after a show. He's the reason I play now....been at it over 50 years.
Beautiful rendition. I am sue Don McLean gave it a thumbs up. I know that I do. From a proud Canadian fan. 🇨🇦🌈🦋🙏👍🎸RIP Chet you accompanied lots of great musicians.
Barbara can't sing that sad song with her smile, enjoying singing, watching the guitarrist, this is an AWFUL and Silly Interpretation. She just doesn't get it. The story behind the song, the artist. She doesn't know the meaning...
I saw her live 4 times between early 1972 and late 1973. She has such a beautiful voice and stage presence. Offstage she was just as nice. She gave us autographs and was very kind to wait for every single fan who asked to be given her autograph, smiling the whole time.
Beautifully haunting....Barbara Fairchild and Chet Atkins....treasures both!
😅Barbara Fairchild sings this song so beautiful and Chet Atkins is fantastic
Still here 2024
Saw Barbara in Branson three or four years ago. As she was meeting everyone after the show, when my turn came I told her that Vincent was my favorite track she had ever recorded. She thanked me and said they did that song in one take!!
Beautiful simply isn't a big enough word to describe this incredible version of this captivating song. Wow!
Chet was sick here and did not have much time left actually still did a great job as usual.
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could've told you Vincent
This world was never meant for
One as beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frame-less heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
Wow, this delivery sure is allot more pleasant and encouraging that the silly "Teddy Bear" song!
Beautiful MS Barbara!
What a wonderful video.... Thank you for posting it for the world to see.
Beautiful!
The guitar Pope. What a deep void he left.
I'd heard him called Mr. Guitar....but the guitar Pope. Yes, you are right. I'd seen him 3 times in my life, met him once after a show. He's the reason I play now....been at it over 50 years.
What a beauitiful singer she is,Barbara
Beautiful rendition. I am sue Don McLean gave it a thumbs up. I know that I do. From a proud Canadian fan. 🇨🇦🌈🦋🙏👍🎸RIP Chet you accompanied lots of great musicians.
Don was actually good friends with Chet and performed Vincent with him for some show.
I’ve never heard this classic sung in a contralto range before. She makes it work.
Absolutely gorgeous performance!
I'm listening to every version I can find of Starry Starry Night. This is close competition to McLean's live performance.
I think the song is far prettier when sung by a female voice. Barbara Fairchild really Nails it.
I love the lyrics
Soo pure and effective
There is not a single line or a single word that i want to change
i like the way she sing
I like this version as much as I like Don McLeans. RIP Chet Atkins. 🙏🌹🌈🦋🎸
The music is wonderful. But Gene Watson Should be in the country music Hall of Fame
Awesome great
Beautiful song
I love this song
❤
Amazing !!!
Amazing, kevin j herman Chicago
Lynn Anderson
Who's the female at the back behind Barbara
Lynn Anderson
liz anderson
What????
Barbara can't sing that sad song with her smile, enjoying singing, watching the guitarrist, this is an AWFUL and Silly Interpretation. She just doesn't get it. The story behind the song, the artist. She doesn't know the meaning...
to me not convincing. she cannot sing