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Scott Joplin, how great he was and how sad his life, listeners. As I recall, the bad guy, receiver of the sting, was the man who played in JAWS I (which was simply a poor man's Moby Dick)

Folks, if you live in the USofA, better file early. Thank God and greyhound I have all the stuff behind me for the moment.

Now let's see. What song can we dedicate to Uncle Sam?

Well, listeners, I couldn't find a song that was presentable soooooo, I'll have to do a parody:

To be sung to the tune of "Down in the Boondocks"

Down in Daytona,
Down in Daytona,
Down in Daytona,
Down in Daytona,

People put me down,
Cause that's the kinda town,
That I live in.

I love Sam and he loves me,
He may not like my return, you see.

Lord have mercy,
Say a prayer for Letty
In Daytona.

This song is for America -- for all your faults, we love you still.

America The Beautiful

Katharine Lee Bates wrote the original version in 1893. She wrote the 2nd version in 1904. Her final version was written in 1913.

Here is a note from Katharine Lee Bates:

"One day some of the other teachers and I decided to go on a trip to 14,000-foot Pikes Peak. We hired a prairie wagon. Near the top we had to leave the wagon and go the rest of the way on mules. I was very tired. But when I saw the view, I felt great joy. All the wonder of America seemed displayed there, with the sea-like expanse."
America the Beautiful - 1913
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!

O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern, impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God mend thine every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!

O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife.
Who more than self the country loved
And mercy more than life!
America! America!
May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness
And every gain divine!

O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!

O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
And music-hearted sea!

O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose stern impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America ! America !
God shed his grace on thee
Till paths be wrought through
wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!

O beautiful for glory-tale
Of liberating strife
When once and twice,
for man's avail
Men lavished precious life !
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till selfish gain no longer stain
The banner of the free!

O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!

Ah, Bob. She was a teacher, you know.

Nobody else gave me a thrill,
With all your faults you're part of me still.
It had to be U.
Wonderful U
It had to be U.

WOW! Know where that non word came from, listeners?

Scottish interjection, a natural expression of amazement. The verb meaning "overwhelm with delight or amazement" is first recorded 1924. Used as a noun meaning "unqualified success" since 1920.

When I hear Cool Water, I usually think of songs like this:



The Shifting, Whispering Sands - Rusty Draper

(Listen to the age old story)
(Of the shifting, whispering sand)

Yes, it always whispers to me
Of the days of long ago
When the settlers and the miners
Fought the crafty Navajo
How the cattle roamed the valley
Happy people worked the land
And now everything is covered
By the shifting, whispering sands

(How the miner left his buckboards)
(Went to work his claims that day)
And the burro's broke their halters
When they thought he'd gone to stay
How they found the ancient miner
Lyin' dead upon the sand
After months they could but wonder
If he died by human hands

(So they dug his grave and laid him)
(On his back and crossed his hands)
(And his secret still is hidden)
(By the shifting, whispering sands)

This is what they whispered to me
Way out on that quiet desert air
Of the people and the cattle
And that miner lying there

If you want to learn his secret
Wander through this quiet land
And I'm sure you'll hear the story
Of the shifting, whispering sands

(The shifting, whispering sands)

The shifting, whispering sands. I think I just heard an owl call my name, edgar.

Listeners, tonight on ABC, Peter Jennings named his person of the week, Christian Pelee. The man found a camera amidst the Thailand melee of the tsunami. The picture was of a couple from Vancouver, Canada who was planning to relocate. The photo was identified by the couple's family, and at last the gone missing were laid to rest. What are the odds of that happening.

The words that make poetry an art form:


"Silence and sea and broken bricks,"
And as they looked their last,
They saw the water rise to wave
And grow with Neptune's blast.

The horses of Poseidon galloped onto shore,
And then the rush of waters,
Covered up the roar.

and yes, Bob and edgar. There is a thing called too much water.

Hello Stranger - Barbara Lewis

[Written by Barbara Lewis]

(Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby)
(Shoo-bop, shoo-bop)

Hello, stranger
(Ooh) It seems so good to see you back again
How long has it been
(Ooh, seems like a mighty long time)
(Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby, ooh)
It seems like a mighty long time

Oh-uh-oh, I my, my, my, my
I'm so glad
You stopped by to say "hello" to me
Remember that's the way it used to be
Ooh, it seems like a mighty long time
(Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby, ooh)
It seems like a mighty long time

(Mixture)
Lewis sings a series of
"oh-uh-oh's" on both sides of
"I'm so glad you're here again"
While backups do 7
(Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby)'s

Oh-ahh-uh-oh
If you're not gonna stay
(Ooh) Please don't tease me
Like you did before
Because I still love you so a-a-although
It seems like a mighty long time
Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby, ooh
It seems like a mighty long time

(Mixture)
Lewis does
"Oh-uh-oh, I my, my, my, my"
And "I'm so happy that you're here again"
And backups repeat
(Shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby) to end

Shoo Bop? Wow! That sounds like an original, edgar.

Here's a question for Francis.

Is it true that dressings labeled blue cheese have to do so because they can't say roquefort since that is a name exclusive to France.

Where in the world is Panz?
We miss Norway, and Denmark,
Australia hasn't been here in a while.
And Wales has vanished in the mist.
Dys never did tell us the Peyote Coyote story.

and a musical question. There's some crazy song that's played behind a Chevy commercial with a bouncing ball and consists of whohoo..hoo hoo hoo, and that's it.

Off to see Monk, now.

Thought for the evening:

March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb.

It's already spring here, 'cause I saw a robin today.

Later, all.

The robins landed in Tomball about a month ago. Speaking of birds, a red headed woodpecker has made a perfectly circular hole in a willow tree where I work. It put the hole on the easily visible side, so I can mark the progress when the little ones get big.

ooooooo edgar. "Hello Stranger?" That's an oooold Chi-town doo-wop song. How do you know about THAT?

Used to hear it on the radio when in California in the Navy. I loved her voice on two or three songs.

That's wild. I'd bet Barbera Lewis would give anything to know that people were talking about her tonight.

I believe she died pretty young.

damn

I must be mistaken about Barbara Lewis having died. I have her mistaken with another singer. But I am not wrong about her voice. Wonderful more than 40 years later.

Yes, it is!

Roquefort is an "Appellation of origin" according to the International Registration of Appellations of Origin.

Almost the same as a "trade mark".

In addition, Roquefort is made from ewe's milk, while most other "blue cheese" are made from cow's milk.

Bon appetit!

good morning WA2K here's the final installment of songs for the weekday, and it's a double shot

the week is done and it's time to let your hair down

here's two ways to party

the first from the bay city rollers, and the second from canada's own stompin' tom connors

Saturday Night
The Bay City Rollers

SATURDAY night!
SATURDAY night!
SATURDAY night!
SATURDAY night!

Gonna keep on dancin' to the
rock and roll
On Saturday night, Saturday night
Dancin' to the rhythm in our
heart and soul
On Saturday Night, Saturday night
IIIII just can't wait,
IIII got a date

*At the good ole rock and roll road
show, I gotta go
Saturday Night,
Saturday Night
Gonna rock it up, roll it up
Do it all, have a ball,
Saturday Night,
Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night

Gonna dance with my baby till the
night is thru
On Saturday Night, Saturday Night
Tell her all the little things I'm
gonna do
On Saturday night, Saturday Night
IIIIlove her so
III I'm gonna let her know

*repeat

SATURDAY NIGHT, SATURDAY NIGHT,
SATURDAY NIGHT, SATURDAY NIGHT,
It's just a Saturday night
It's just a Saturday Night,
IT's just a Saturday Night,
It's just a Saturday Night,

(repeat and fade)



Sudbury Saturday Night
Stompin' Tom Connors

Chorus:
The girls are out to Bingo and the boys are gettin' stinko,
And we think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses they will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And we'll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.

With Irish Jim O'Connel there and Scotty Jack MacDonald,
There's hunky Fredrick Hurchell gettin' tight, but that's alright,
There's happy German Fritzy there with Frenchy getting tipsy,
And even Joe the Gypsy knows it's Saturday tonight.

Now when Mary Ann and Mabel come to join us at the table,
And tell us how the Bingo went tonight, we'll look a fright.
But if they won the money, we'll be lappin' up the honey, boys,
'Cause everything is funny, for it's Saturday tonight.

Chorus, chorus instrumental

We'll drink the loot we borrowed and recuperate tomorrow,
'Cause everything is wonderful tonight, we had a good fight,
We ate the Dilly Pickle and we forgot about the Nickel,
And everybody's tickled, for it's Saturday tonight.

The songs that we'll be singing, they might be wrong but they'll be ringing,
When the lights of town are shining bright, and we're all tight,
We'll get to work on Monday, but tomorrow's only Sunday,
And we're out to have a fun day for it's Saturday tonight.


Chorus

We'll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.


(Inco is the owner of a giant silver mine in Sudbury Ontario)

Good morning listeners. Friday night karaoke was fun last night. There were only two singers to start the night off, myself and a woman. After awile others drifted in. The woman asked me to sing Sixteen tons. Turns out her father used to sing it. It's unusual for a singer to ask another singer to sing a song for them. Luckily that is one of the songs in my repertoire. She was visibly moved. Made me happy so I'll share it with you.


Sixteen Tons
by Tennessee Ernie Ford


Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong

Chorus:
You load sixteen tons, and whattaya get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter don'cha call me, cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number-nine coal
And the straw boss said, "Well bless my soul!"

Chorus

I was born one morning, it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebreak by an old mama lion
Cain't no high-toned woman make me walk the line

Chorus

If you see me comin' better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't getcha then the left one will

Chorus

How about a fantastic voice about food related issues called
Coffee Break.I would love to be a commintator aboutthat or photography or just ole plain general nonsense