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Dudley Dorite (Of The Highway Patrol)

Chorus

Well…they call him Dudley Dorite, but that's not his real name
The toughest highway cop from California to Maine
He hides back in the bushes with the latest radar
Take your picture, then he'll catch you in his modified car
His heart's hard as concrete and his blood is ice cold
He's Dudley Dorite of the highway patrol - Dudley Dorite
Recitation

Yeah…He'll pull up behind you in that fast-modified car and walk up to you and hook both thumbs over that black hand-tooled leather pistol belt. Look down at you from behind them cool-hand Luke, Man with no eyes, sunglasses and say..."Clocked you back 'ar At 57 1/2 miles an hour, yeah I did. Guess you know you're in a heap o'trouble don't you boy? Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh"
Bridge

He rides a big ole Harley, got a Mustang GT
And a bell helicopter hidden in the pine trees
If he catches you for speedin', it's ten years to life
And if you protest he takes your first born child, Your house, and your wife
Recitation

You wanna let me see your license there boy? You do have a license, don't you boy? You wanna just take it out of that there wallet there for me, boy? Yeah…Well, looka here what we have here?
I was down in the Southland, late for a show
Had the pedal to the metal and a long way to go
Talkin' on the CB, had my fuzz-buster on
There was not a soul in sight so I kept movin' along
Then I looked in my mirror and Lord bless my soul
There was Dudley Dorite of the highway patrol - Dudley Dorite

Recitation

Well, looky what we got here, Mr. Raymone Stevenson, Ole Ahab The Ahab his own self.
You want an autograph? Huh?
Not exactly, son. My wife Ethel you do 'member Ethel don't you, boy? That shameless hussy, yeah, she was sayin' to me the other night she says "Bubba", that's right, name's Bubba, and I just happen to be the lustrous potentate of this here local shrine temple. She said "Bubba, why do you s'pose it is that that Raymone Steveson treats us so ugly on all his phonograph records?" And I said "I don't know", and I turned to my brother Clyde and his wife, sister Bertha, and they said they didn't know neither (laugh). 'Bout that time, my nephew Harv Newland come in and I sez, "Harv, have you heard that Raymone Stevenson's latest meanness on the phonograph record?" He looked up at me and said, "Yeah, I did, and Uncle Bubba how do you s'pose it is that Raymone Steveson knew I had a steeple on my barber shop?" Well, I guess you just better come along with me, boy. Ole deputy Coy's got a bone or two he'd like to pick with you his own self. (laugh) Guess ever-thing ain't so dadburned beautiful right now, is it, huh? (laugh)
Chorus

Well they call him Dudley Dorite, but that's not his real name
The toughest highway cop from California to Maine
He hides back in the bushes with the latest radar
He'll take your picture, then he'll catch you in his modified car
His heart's hard as concrete and his blood is ice cold
He's Dudley Dorite of the highway patrol - Dudley Dorite

Written by: C. W. Kalb, Jr.

Oh, my Gawd, edgar. You just reminded me of another mountie. (no, not Bernie)

Whose dog was called "King"?

Sergeant Preston of the Yukon.

I'm sittin alone, Saturday night, watching the Late Late Show.
A bottle of wine, some cigarettes, I got no place to go.
Well, I saw your other man today; he was wearing my brand new shoes,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Well, I met my old friend Bob today from up in Bowling Green;
He had the prettiest little gal that I'd ever seen.
But I couldn't hide my tears at all, cause she looked just like you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Now everybody tells me there's other ways to get high.
They don't seem to understand I'm too far gone to try.
Now these lonely memories, they're all I can't lose,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Well my dog died just yesterday and left me all alone.
The finance company dropped by today and repossessed my home.
That's just a drop in the bucket compared to losing you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.
Got the Down to Seeds and Stems again Blues.

Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and dawn
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we con only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game.

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him,
Take your time, it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and dawn
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur
Coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through.
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

Well, well, Bob. You got that right.

Hey, dys. back later to acknowledge our resident cowboy.

Sgt Preston of the Yukon, with his wonder dog, Yukon King.
"On King. On you huskies."
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brought to you by Quaker puffed wheat and rice

I tried to post that answer earlier, but my long lost cousin from California called, distracting me. When I got back to the computer, I had a page not available notice. So, I reposted anyway.

Ah, dys. them is sad songs, buddy, but I do remember calling a dragonfly a snake doctor. Wonder why?

Well, my goodness, folks. Where is Europe?

For Walter:

Hurricane Wilma
Oktoberfest 2005 Update



Welcome to the American German Club of the Palm Beaches, located in the Lantana-Lake

Worth area of Florida's Gold Coast. If your plans include visiting the South Florida area,

take a few moments right now to view the variety of activities that our club conducts to

maintain the culture and heritage of Germany. Our architecturally authentic hall was

created to invite people of all nations to come and enjoy the food, drink and dance in the

custom of Old World German charm. We invite you to join us and discover Gemütlichkeit

at its best!




Club History English Deutsch
Take a brief visit of our club's proud history! Ein kurzer Bericht über die Entstehung unseres Clubs!



Public Functions

The club hosts a variety of social activities that are open to the public. Our reputation for providing excellent food, drink, and music for dancing is well known. See our calendar of coming events, dates, times and menus.



Catering


Old World Charm German Chalet - the finest facility to host Wedding, Anniversary, Company Parties and other special events catered by our German trained Executive Chef . Company Picnic? See our new 14,000 sq. ft. permanent Pavilion that shelters up to 1,000 in either rain or shine!



Oktoberfest

Our "Original" Oktoberfest is one of the largest in the country! Held on ten acres of ground, under our new pavilion and massive tent. Bands from Germany, ethnic entertainment, authentic German food and imported German beer and wine along with arts and crafts, souvenirs and a carnival for kids and adults welcome 30.000 guests over two weekends.

Sorry for reading that in disjointed fashion, folks. More editing required.

Right, edgar. Wow, folks. I think Yit's memory lane song got us all to thinking.

Hey, where's our Reyn. He enjoys trivia. <smile>

My word, folks. Listen to this:

Noun 1. snake doctor - slender-bodied non-stinging insect having iridescent wings that are outspread at rest; adults and nymphs feed on mosquitoes etc.
dragonfly, mosquito hawk, skeeter hawk, snake feeder, sewing needle, darning needle, devil's darning needle
odonate - large primitive predatory aquatic insect having two pairs of membranous wings

Hey, someone call me?

You know, the pic higher up of the RCMP looks a bit like Errol Flynn. Was it based on a movie?

You know that Flynn died in Vancouver, eh?

Well, there's our Reyn, folks. Good grief, I had no idea in-like-Flynn died in Canada. I do recall reading that Boris Karloff relocated to Canada, I think.

Sgt. Preston was an old radio show, Reyn. My mom listened to 'em all, and little Letty did what she did. Had to have it explained later by older sis.

Well, listeners, The two Canadas are here, but McTag, Walter, and Paris are among the missing.

Let's try this one:


(Something Poetic)
Paris was a simple shepherd
Watching o'er his flock by night, he
Heard a call from Gods on high:
Athena, Hera, Aphrodite.

A task was given unto Paris,
A golden apple was the prize.
To choose which Goddess was the fairest
(And) which one had the finest... thighs?

UhOh, wrong Paris.

Sounds like James Baldwin.

It does, edgar? My word, listeners. I thought it sounded Greek to me. <smiles>

Paris was the son of King Priam of Troy and his wife Hecuba. Hecuba had had a dream about the great trouble her unborn child would cause, so when Paris was born, instead of raising him, she ordered him to be exposed on Mt. Ida. Normally exposure of an infant meant death, but Paris was lucky. He was suckled by a bear and then raised to adulthood by a shepherd.
An apple had been given to the most beautiful goddess by Discord. The goddesses couldn't decide among themselves and couldn't prevail upon Zeus to decide who was most beautiful, so they went to Paris. The three goddesses who were vying for the honor were Athena, Hera, and Aphrodite. Each goddess offered something of great value as a bribe. Paris chose the gift of love from Aphrodite. She rewarded him by making the most beautiful mortal, Helen, wife of Menelaus, fall in love with him.

Paris then abducted Helen and took her to Troy, thereby starting the Trojan War.
With some divine help, Paris killed Achilles and was later fatally wounded by one of Hercules' arrows.
Also Known As: Alexandros, Alexander

Let me search Baldwin. Be right back.

I got it. Baldwin retold your story is all.

Well, thanks, Texas. I learned something new today. Here's a song about golden apples:

MOONGIRL
The golden apples from the sun, the silver apples from the moon
lyrics: Gold
music: Gold-Bloss

Sometimes it seems the night will last forever
Sometimes it seems that darkness always falls
A dark star woke you up and with a dark star
You go to bed
You're sinking slowly into the deep
You wonder if you ever touch the ground
Where you would walk through sparkling spheres
On strangest drugs and without fears
You feel just like a little girl
And all your dreams lie frozen on the moon
You left them there some time ago
But it ain't true that you don't need them anymore
You are so beautiful, you are so very beautiful
Don't give up , kill the pain, don't start crying again
Here it comes, here it comes
The golden handshake of life
You are so beautiful, you are so very beautiful
Keep the faith, stop to fight
And walk out into the night
You're so strong, yes you are
Reach out for your star....
Even those who are afraid to live
They're dying some day
Sometimes it seems that silence crawls all over
Sometimes it's hell inside and hell out there
Your heart is nothing but a haunted place
Is that you in the mirror?
You're all alone inside a world
Full of confusion and of strange alarms
And though your courage left you long ago
It doesn't mean that you don't have it anymore

Oh, that was about my decision to leave NYC. I was all ready to move to Rochester, and would have actually been loading all my stuff in a truck at this very moment, but I decided, after talking with ehBeth and her friend on Thursday night, that I'm going to at least stay for another week, and almost certainly for another month and maybe more, if I can get a sublet. I'm going to try to find another job before I just give up and move out of THE GREATEST CITY EVER!!!

So that's the story.

Carry on, folks...