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Well, folks, there's our Mary Poppins Puppy who made it here in spite of the showers.

Thanks, PA, for the great quartet.

I have a couple of songs to go with those faces, Raggedy, but I think that we should listen to Antonio as Zorro first.

Out of the night,
When the full moon is bright,
Comes the horseman known as Zorro.
This bold renegade
Carves a "Z" with his blade,
A "Z" that stands for Zorro.

Zorro, Zorro, the fox so cunning and free,
Zorro, Zorro, who makes the sign of the Z.

He is polite,
But the wicked take flight
When they catch the sight of Zorro.
He's friend of the weak,
And the poor and the meek,
This very unique senor Zorro.

Zorro, Zorro, the fox so cunning and free,
Zorro, Zorro, who makes the sign of the Z.

Zorro, Zorro, Zorro, Zorro, Zorro.

Can't forget Ray, folks.


When a man's an empty kettle he should be on his mettle,
And yet I'm torn apart.
Just because I'm presumin' that I could be kind-a-human,
If I only had heart.
I'd be tender - I'd be gentle and awful sentimental
Regarding Love and Art.
I'd be friends with the sparrows ...
and the boys who shoots the arrows
If I only had a heart.
Picture me - a balcony. Above a voice sings low.
Wherefore art thou, Romeo? I hear a beat....
How sweet.
Just to register emotion, jealousy - devotion,
And really feel the part.
I could stay young and chipper
and I'd lock it with a zipper,
If I only had a heart.

since we "toiled" in the garden today spreading well rotted cowmanure around out hedge plants , i can quite identify with neil young and "the farmer's song" !
i'm all scrubbed and clean now !
hbg

You smell delightful, hbg

Wish that Schumann's "Happy Farmer" had lyrics. I played that song on the piano when I was a wee thing.

Remember George Orwell's "Animal Farm", folks?

Well, here's a song that alludes to his masterpiece.


Words & Music: Hazel O'Connor

The cock it crowed "It's morning" the donkey said "Ee-aw"
The pigs they grunted expectantly for the farmer to open the door
The chickens started clucking, they could not lay no eggs
They were just plain frightened,
Remembering what the pigs had said "just do as you're told"
Remembering what the pigs had said
And they all sang

[CHORUS:]
We will be happy, we will be free,
We're going to make it, make equality
Hap-happy are we

Now the pig said "This is our day
We're gonna chase the farmer away
Now everyone must do their work like before
Except for me and I must think for you behind this door"

So they chased the farmer away,
And the pig got on his soap box to say
"And don't you worry don't you make no fuss
All you have to do is follow us
And do as you're told
All you have to do is follow us"
And they all sang

[CHORUS]

Hap-happy are we, hap-happy are we, we're so holy

The cock it crowed "It's morning"
The donkey said "Ee-aw"
The chickens clucked expectant
For the pig to open the door

[CHORUS]

Hap-happy are we, hap-happy are we, we're so holy
Hap-happy are we, hap-happy are we, hap-happy are we, we're so holy

Strange the things one finds when searching for another.

I found this lovely song while looking for Animal Farm. It's perfect for my goodnight to you all.


Softly, I will leave you softly
For my heart would break if you should wake and see me go
So I leave you softly, long before you miss me
Long before your arms can beg me stay
For one more hour or one more day
After all the years, I can't bear the tears to fall
So, softly as I leave you there.

A soft goodnight
From Letty with love

Dear heart wish you were here to warm this night
My dear heart, seems like a year since youve been out of my sight
A single room, a table for one
Its a lonesome town all right
But soon Ill kiss you hello at our front door
And dear heart I want you to know
Ill leave your arms never more

(a single room, a table for one)
Its a lonesome town all right
But soon Ill kiss you hello at our front door
And dear heart I want you to know
Ill leave your arms never more

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.

edgar read my mind last evening, because I do believe that "Dear Heart" song is by Johnny Mercer, as is this one.

Dear, I thought I drop a line
The weather is cool
The folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
PS I love you

Yesterday we had some rain
But all in all I can't complain
Was it dusty on the train
PS I love you


Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able
They came around to call
And I burned a hole in the dining room table
Now let me think; I guess that's all

Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close, but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
P.S. I love you

Arlene Dahl
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Born August 11, 1928 (1928-08-11) (age 79)
Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA
Spouse(s) Marc Rosen
Rounsevelle W. Schaum
Alexis Lichine
Chris Holmes
Fernando Lamas
Lex Barker

Arlene Dahl (born August 11, 1928)[1] is an American movie actress who achieved notability during the 1950s. She is the mother of actor Lorenzo Lamas.





Early years

Dahl was born in Minneapolis, Minnesota and is of Norwegian descent. After graduating from high school, she held various jobs, including performing in a local drama group and briefly working as a model for department stores.


Career

In 1946, Dahl was voted the Rheingold Beer Girl of 1946. She began her acting career in 1947, at the age of 19. Her acting career gradually picked up steam, and she reached the peak of her popularity and success in the 1950s. Some of her best films include: Reign of Terror (1949), Three Little Words (1950), Woman's World (1954), Slightly Scarlet (1956), and Journey to the Center of the Earth (1959).


Personal life

Dahl met actor Lex Barker in the early 1950s, and on April 16, 1951, Dahl and Barker wed. A year later she and Barker divorced, and Dahl would go on to marry another matinee idol, Fernando Lamas. In 1958 Dahl and Lamas had their only son, Lorenzo Lamas (who also grew up to become an actor). Shortly after giving birth to her son, Dahl slowed and eventually ended her career as an actress, although she still appeared in movies and on television occasionally. Dahl would go on to work as a beauty columnist and as a writer. She also founded her own business, Arlene Dahl Enterprises, which marketed lingerie and cosmetics.

She eventually became an astrologer and wrote a syndicated column on the subject.[2]

Dahl and Lamas divorced in 1960, and Dahl later remarried. She has had two children from other marriages.

Dahl had a relationship with John F. Kennedy before both she and Kennedy were married.

She posed seminude for Playboy magazine in December 1962.

She has 6 grandchildren:

1. A.J. Lamas (b. 1983)

2. Shayne Lamas (b. 1985)

3. Paton Ashbrook (b. 1988)

4. Alexandra Lamas (b. 1997)

5. Victoria Lamas (b. 1999)

6. Isabella Lamas (b. 2001)

Is older than her husband, Mark Rosen, by 19 years.


Television

She appeared on the ABC television network's soap opera One Life to Live as Lucinda Schenck Wilson from 1981 to 1984. Lucinda was planned to be a short-termed role, but she was later offered a one-year contract to appear on the show.

The last movie she appeared in was the 1991 film Night of the Warrior, starring her son, Lorenzo. Before that, the last movie she had appeared in had been in the 1960s.

A girl walked up to the information desk in a hospital and
asked to see the "upturn".
"I think you mean the 'intern', don't you?" asked the nurse on duty.
"Yes," said the girl. "I want to have a 'contamination. '"
"You mean 'examination, '" the nurse corrected her.
"Well I want to go to the 'fraternity ward,' anyway."
"I'm sure you mean the maternity ward."
To which the girl replied: "Upturn, intern; contamination,
examination, fraternity, maternity... . what's the difference?
All I know is I haven't demonstrated in two months,
and I think I'm stagnant."

Good morning, Boston Bob. Hmmm, I searched carefully through your funny words and did not find one thing about a "blonde" Amazing, hawkman, that there are only two celebs today.

Well, folks, I don't know one song by Alex, and although it seems that Arlene sang, your PD couldn't locate a specific by her either.

Here's the best we can play today as Arlene did star in this.

Four Aces

It's a woman's world when she's in love
It's a woman's world, his kiss can make her glow
And that's what makes it so (it's a woman's world)

It's a woman's world, stars dance above
It's a lovely world, his footstep at the door
Just proves it more and more

His hopes, his dreams and his ambitions
All the ups and downs she'll gladly share
She'll give her all without conditions
When he looks around, she'll be there

It's a woman's world, ask any man
It's a woman's world, and he's so glad it is
For when it's hers it's his!
It's a woman's world, but only because it's his

(It's a woman's world, ask any man
It's a woman's world, and he's so glad that it is)
For when it's hers it's his!
It's a woman's world, but only because it's his

(Woman's world. It's a woman's world when she's in love!)

Hello WA2K.

Aah, I see Edgar played one of my all time favorites - Dear Heart. (sad song though) I loved Al Martino's recording of it although he didn't perform it in the movie.

Letty, "Dear Heart" was written by Henry Mancini for the 1964 movie of the same title, starring Geraldine Fitzgerald, Angela Lansbury and Glenn Ford. I'll always remember and love it because I saw it at Radio City Music Hall, together with the Rockettes, on my first trip to NYC.

Here's Arlene Dahl. She was a beauty with her flaming red hair. And Alex Haley.

Well, there's our Raggedy with a dynamic duo. Thanks, PA. I saw the Rockettes in New York City as well, and when we played at the Green Brier Hotel, they were adjacent to our room. Marvelous.

Well, puppy, Johnny and Henry did collaborate on this one.

Moon River - Song Lyrics
Moon river, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style, some day.

Old dream maker, you heart breaker,
Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way.

Two drifters, off to see the world,
There's such a lot of world, to see.

We're after the same rainbow's end,
Waitin' 'round the bend,
My Huckleberry friend, moon river,
And me

I'll try not to second guess edgar again

And a nicer song you couldn't find.

And how about this one:

Words by Johnny Mercer and Music by Henry Mancini
from the 1963 film "Charade" starring Cary Grant and Audrey Hepburn


When we played our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games, acting out names
Guessing the parts we played

Oh what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade

Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wings
The music box played on

Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill
Charade



Was that the Greenbrier dating back 221 years that has a lot of history including an atomic bomb shelter? The one out west? I stayed there once.

My word, Raggedy. I have no idea how old the Greenbrier is, PA, but it did have a secret section that was supposed to be a place for Washington to hide in case of a nuclear attack, and I believe, without checking, that prisoners of WWII were held there for a while.

Love that song, too, gal. I think that I mentioned on our wee radio station, that a recent movie that I watched was a very poor remake of Charade. I'll have to refresh my memory about that, however.

Well, we've talked about charade, folks, so how about a masquerade.

Leon Russell

Are we really happy with this lonely game we play,
Looking for the right words to say?
Searching but not finding -- understanding anyway,
We're lost in this masquerade.

Both afraid to say we're just too far away
From being close together from the start.
We try to talk it over, but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play.

Thoughts of leaving disappear each time I see your eyes,
And no matter how hard I try
To understand the reason why we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade.

We try to talk it over, but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play.

We're lost in a masquerade.
And we're lost in a masquerade.

picked up a FRANK SINATRA four-disk cd-set at the library this morning -
97 of his most fab songs !
here is :

I COULD WRITE A BOOK
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Love that song, hbg. Can't deny that "old blue eyes" has done some fine songs, Canada. Thanks for the reminder.

Incidentally, the movie that I saw which was a remake of Charade was, "The Truth About Bob." Most confusing thing that I have ever seen.

Another thing. I just saw that Leon Russell had done a special called "A Poem is a Naked Man."

Quote for the day:

A poem is a naked person... Some people say that I am a poet.
Bob Dylan

Let's dedicate this one to the yitwails

Leon Russell

Now the day is gone and I sit alone and think of you, girl
What can I do without you in my life?
I guess that our guessing game just had to end that way
The hardest one to lose of all the games we played

But the time is past for living in a dream world
Lying to myself can't make that scene
Of wondering if you love me or just making a fool of me
Well I hope you understand I just had to go back to the island

Chorus:

And watch the sun go down (sit and watch the sun go down)
Hear the sea roll in (listen to the sea roll in)
But I'll be thinking of you (yes, and I'll be thinking of you)
And how it might have been (thinking how it might have been)
Hear the night birds cry (listen to the night birds cry)
Watch the sunset die (sit and watch the sunset die)
Well I hope you understand I just had to go back to the island

Well all the fun has died, It's raining in my heart
I know down in my soul I'm really gonna miss you
But it had to end this way with all the games we played
Well I hope you understand I just had to go back to the island

http://www.greenbrier.com/site/about-history.aspx
"The State Department leased the hotel for seven months after the U.S. entry into the war and used it to intern German, Japanese and Italian diplomatic personnel, along with their families, until they could be exchanged for American diplomats stranded overseas. In September 1942, the U.S. Army purchased The Greenbrier, converted it into a two thousand-bed hospital and renamed it Ashford General Hospital. For four years the resort served as a surgical and rehabilitation center, and 24,148 soldiers were admitted and treated at the facility."

I remember Hamburger saying he had some Fritz Wunderlich music. Perhaps, Countess Maritza is on his recording and he might be able to translate "Play Gypsy, Dance Gypsy".

Fantastic, Raggedy. Hey, hamburger. Didn't that revue play in Toronto.

When we were camping, we met a couple, Charlie and Leah Bendorf. She was from Kenya and a delightful lady. Charlie had been an aviator in the Lufwaffa. He was captured and kept at the Greenbrier and later sent back to Germany to help teach democracy after the Berlin Wall came down.

The last thing that I heard from them was that they were homesteading in Alaska. I do wish I knew what happened to those two. How about a song in their memory, folks.

(Mike Phillips)

North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

Big Sam left Seattle in the year of ninety two
With George Pratt, his partner and brother Billy, too
They crossed the Yukon River and found the bonanza gold
Beneath that old white mountain, just a little southeast of Nome

Sam crossed the majestic mountains
To the valleys far below
He talked to his team of huskies
as he mushed on through the snow
With the northern lights runnin' wild
In the land of the midnight sun
Yes Sam McCord was a mighty man
In the year of nineteen-one

Where the river is windin'
Big nuggets they're findin'
North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

Where the river is windin'
Big nuggets they're findin'
North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

George turned to Sam with his gold in his hand
Said, "Sam, you're lookin' at a lonely, lonely man
I'd trade all the gold that's buried in this land
For one small band of gold to place on sweet Jenny's hand

'Cause a man needs a woman to love him all the time
You know Sam, a true love is so hard to find
I'd build for my Jenny a honeymoon home
Beneath that old white mountain
Just a little southeast of Nome."

Where the river is windin'
Big nuggets they're findin'
North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska
Go north, the rush in on

North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

Way up north
North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

Way up north
Way up north
North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska
Go north, the rush is on

Great story, Letty. (It's a shame you lost contact.)