Dream with Our Eyes Open

For whatever reason, any bad mood I'm having is instantly lifted and temporarily repelled from the moment I hear the first bars of this:

The singer's offer in the first verse, I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable, six golden apples bought with my pay, is odd enough to make the whole song fantastical, personal enough ("bought with my pay" - this is not inherited wealth) to make it intensely romantic to me. The drumbeats of the refrain are a call to action and to leave maundering behind to follow him.

(Bruce plus Southside Johnny and the whole flippin' E Street Band! Just listen to those fat horns! Nuh NUH, nuh NUH ... Love, love, love: "I'm down on my bended knee, just beggin' you to talk to me!")