Her Bluesy Voice Captures The Soul Of Stevie’s “Edge Of Seventeen”
Unbelievable!
Stevie, herself, would be impressed with Robin’s cover of “Edge of Seventeen” with her raspy, bluesy vocals. Accompanied by her friend Cameron, Robin nails the rock version of this iconic song with impressive technique acoustically.
“With the words from a poet and the voice from a choir, and a melody nothing else mattered.”
Stevie had two main inspirations throughout the creation of this song, John Lennon and her uncle Bill. Apparently Stevie never had the pleasure of meeting John herself but, they had a close acquaintance in common who shared intimate and silly stories to her of John.
Right after John was shot, Stevie learned that her uncle Bill had contracted cancer, which took his life within a few weeks, unfortunately, so she decided to dedicate the song to both of these great men.
Interesting Quote: “To me, the white-winged dove was for John Lennon the dove of peace, and for my uncle it was the white-winged dove who lives in the saguaro cactus – that’s how I found out about the white-winged dove, and it does make a sound like whooo, whooo, whooo.” – Stevie Nicks
Regardless of the fact that no one can sing this song like Stevie, Robin comes as close as we have heard before... Enjoy!
+ Edge Of Seventeen Lyrics +
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Ooh ooh ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
And the days go by
Like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby
Nothin’ else mattered
He was no more than a baby then
Well he seemed broken hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him all alone
On the edge of seventeen
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
I went today maybe I will go again
Tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly
Familiar
When I see you doing
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet
And the voice from a choir
And a melody nothing else mattered
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
The clouds never expect it
When it rains
But the sea changes colors
But the sea
Does not change
And so with the slow graceful flow
Of age
I went forth with an age old
Desire to please
On the edge of seventeen
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Well then suddenly
There was no one left standing
In the hall yeah yeah
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
I went searchin’ for an answer,
Up the stairs and down the hall
Not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird singing
Come away come away
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Well I hear you in the morning
And I hear you
At nightfall
Sometime to be near you
Is to be unable to hear you
My love
I’m a few years older than you
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
