Good morning from here in our Florida radio station.
edgar, Time is on My Side by those Stones was great.
hbg, Welcome back and I really like Randy Travis. I remember Maynard, buddy. He played some really, really high notes on that trumpet.
Odd, y'all, I stayed up late last night watching the old TV program The Time Zone. What a surprise to hear this one.
Two versions, y'all.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jo451fLrS8
Now, The Fab Four:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFZKQa_p4lw
Original lyrics by Sachmo:
"Sweet Georgia Brown"
No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet, oh so neat, has Sweet Georgia Brown
They all sigh and want to die for Sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie not much
It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town
Since she came why it's a shame how she cools them down
Fellas she can't get must be fellas she ain't met
Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her Sweet Georgia Brown
No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia brown
Two left feet, oh so neat, has Sweet Georgia Brown
They all sigh and want to die for Sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie not much
All those gifts, those courters give to Sweet Georgia Brown
They buy clothes at fashion shows with one dollar down
Oh boy, tip your hat, oh joy, she's the cat
Who's that, mister? It ain't a sister, Sweet Georgia Brown
Herr hbg. Loved that Irish Washer woman.
trapped the Moog,
in a thought bubble. 
