||Took this from the web site Time is on Our Side...great site. I especially like the "track talk" portion.
Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Bill Wyman
Acoustic guitars: Keith Richards & Ron Wood
Pedal steel guitar: Ron Wood
Vocals: Mick Jagger
Piano: Mick Jagger
Horns: (unknown musicians)
Xylophone: Max Romeo
Little Indian girl, where is your mama?
Little Indian girl, where is your papa?
He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya
All the children were dead
Except for one girl who said
"Please Mr. Gringo, please find my father"
And I say
Lesson number one
That I (you) learn(ed) while I was (you're) young:
Life just goes on and on, getting harder and harder
Little Indian girls from Nueva, Grenada
Ma says there's no food, there's nothing left in the larder
Last piece of meat was eaten by the soldiers that raped her
Yes, I saw them today
It's a sight I would say
They're shooting down planes with their M-16s and with laughter
"Mr. Gringo, my father he ain't no Che Guevara
And he's fighting the war on the streets of Masaya"
Little Indian girl, where is your father?
Indian girl, where is your mama?
They're fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola
(No, the song is not about a "cause" I believe in.) No, it's not like No Nukes in Central Park (laughs)... No. It's just... a very general kind of... It makes a change from the other songs which are mostly about trying to pick up girls. But I mean, you know, it's like I think one... one song that isn't about trying to pick up girls is (...) Even though I like to keep it as light-hearted as possible.
- Mick Jagger, 1980
||I happen to love Indian girl. I've made fun of it but I think it is one of the most unique tracks of their whole career.
The chorus is tear inducing.
That comment by Mick at the bottom is typical of Jagger's 70's early 80's speach. There was a time when he couldn't put a complete sentence together if his life depended on it.
||I hate it
It is one of my least favorite Stones tunes
It makes my balls like raisins
My sperm count decreases exponentially if I hear it
By the end of the album you'll look like your sitting on two flesh colored beach balls!
The ball custard will be flying so much it'll look like you were having a paint ball fight in your basement with white paint.
||Oh shit, don't do that Nanky, I have heard of serious side effects of the Dirty Work Antidote, including hearing and brain damage...don't do it
||Maxy is right
I listened to Dirty Work today and I'm rejuvenated
My nuts are huge again
And I stuccoed my basement!
Na Na Na Na Nankster....
||Just beautiful Nanks!
Above and beyond!