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Hey, there's our Raggedy in the company of royalty no less. PA; as I have often remarked, I am never certain where the music comes from. It was my oldest sister who made the connection between Wooden Heart and Cages of Wire that my daughter sang when she was only nine months old. As has been cited here, that was an old German folk song and quite a surprise to me. If I'm not mistaken, The Moon of Manakoora was also done by some quartet of women, but alas, that escapes me. Odd how our memories are selective, no?

Well, Bio Bob. We always know that it's not over til it's over.<smile> Great Irish joke, buddy.

Hmmm. Latifah means "delicate". I never liked her name, frankly, but that puts a different slant on it, somehow.

That beep beep song was the one that I was trying to remember. The prettiest little old car I ever owned was a Rambler convertible. I felt like a movie star myself when I drove that little honey.

Know the rest of your celebs, Hawkman, and thanks for informing us of their background, especially the little known facts.

G'day to ya all! Better late than never - or is it the other way round?

Elvis
A Little Less Conversation

A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby

Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
Drifting through a summer breeze
It's a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
Come along with me and put your mind at ease

A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby

Come on baby I'm tired of talking
Grab your coat and let's start walking
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Don't procrastinate, don't articulate
Girl it's getting late, gettin' upset waitin' around

A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby


Written by Strange and Davis

Hey, Try. glad to see you back. Soooo, Elvis wants us wimmins to shut up and listen, and not procrastinate while you mens prevaricate.

Well, listeners, with a little bit of luck...................

By Paul McCartney

With A Little Luck, We Can Help It Out.
We Can Make This Whole Damn Thing Work Out.
With A Little Love, We Can Lay It Down.
Can't You Feel The Town Exploding?
There Is No End To What We Can Do Together.
There Is No End, There Is No End.
The Willow Turns His Back On Inclement Weather;
And If He Can Do It, We Can Do It, Just Me And You,

And A Little Luck, We Can Clear It Up.
We Can Bring It In For A Landing,
With A Little Luck, We Can Turn It On.
There Can Be No Misunderstanding.

There Is No End To What We Can Do Together.
There Is No End, There Is No End.
The Willow Turns His Back On Inclement Weather;
We Can Do It, Just Me And You.

With A Little Push, We Could Set It Off.
We Can Send It Rocketing Skywards.
With A Little Love, We Could Shake It Up.
Don't You Feel The Comet Exploding?

With A Little Luck.
With A Little Luck.
With A Little Luck, A Little Luck, A Little Luck.
With A Little Luck.
With A Little Luck.

Oh, I know where the "Moon of Manakoora" originated.

It was introduced as the soundtrack of the movie "The Hurricane" (1934), not to be confused with the Mia Farrow remake. (Two different movies entirely). I just watched the 1934 Hurricane on TCM last week and loved it as much as I did when I first saw a rerun of it in my teens. It starred Dorothy Lamour, Jon Hall, Mary Astor, Raymond Massey and Thomas Mitchell among others. The music was written by Alfred Newman, composer of scads of movie soundtracks. Dorothy Lamour made a recording of it, as did Bing Crosby, Tony Martin, etc.

Amazing, Raggedy, and I mean Amazing. You need to let us know when them oldies is gonna be on AMC, PA. <smile>

I need to let my sisters know about those old films that were superlative, to me, in the days of film making in a technicolor world. They provoked the imagination, but not in today's world, because it seems that everything has been done before.

My older sister is too involved in the DAR and garden clubs and forgets to remember unless I beg the question.

Speaking of remembering, listeners:

Artist: Sarah McLachlan Lyrics
Song: I Will Remember You Lyrics



I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

Remember the good times that we had?
I let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one

I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

I'm so tired but I can't sleep
Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard

But I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light

And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
Weep not for the memories

It has been a while since we have had a dedication segment, folks, so this one goes out to Raggedyaggie:




Cover of the Rolling Stone
( Dr Hook & the Medicine Show )

Ha, ha, ha, I don't believe it
Da, da, ah, ooh, don't touch me
Hey, Ray!
Hey, Sugar!
Tell them who we are .....

Well, we're big rock singers
We've got golden fingers
And we're loved everywhere we go (that sounds like us)
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
For ten-thousand dollars a show (right)
We take all kinds of pills that give us all kind of thrills
But the thrill we've never known
Is the thrill that'll get ya when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover
(Stone)Wanna buy five copies for my mother (yeah)
(Stone)Wanna see my smilin' face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone (that's a very, very, good idea)

I got a freaky ole lady name a cocaine Katy
Who embroideries on my jeans
I got my poor old grey haired daddy
Drivin' my limosine
Now, it's all designed to blow our minds
But our minds won't really be blown
Like the blow that'll get ya when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone) Wanna see our pictures on the cover
(Stone) Wanna buy five copies for our mothers (yeah)
(Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Hey, I know how, rock and roll!!)

Linger Longer Letty -- 1919

• Featured in Oliver Morosco's musical 'Linger Longer Letty'
• Lyrics by Bernard Grossman --- Music by Alfred Goodman
• Publisher: Leo Feist, New York

Oh by jingo! oh by gee, you're the only girl for me;
Oh by gee, by gosh, by gum, by juv;
Linger longer Letty…

Anyone know the full lyrics, it looks like it could get interesting!

How sweet, Try. This is an odd day today because my sister played that on piano.

Let Letty see if she can remember.(some lyrics may be wrong)

In the land of santamingo
Lived a girl named oh by jingo.

Ah, ah, ah, ah ah ah

From the fields and from the marshes,
Came the young and old by goshes,

Ah, ah, ah, ah,ah, ah.

They all talked with a different lingo,
But they all loved oh, by jingo,
and each night you hear them say.

Oh, by gee, by gosh, by gum by Joe,
By jimminy won't you hear our woe.
We will build for you a hut,
You will be our favorite nut,
And we'll have a lot of little oh, by gollies,
And we'll put them in the follies.

By jimminy said by gosh by gee,
By jingo won't you marry me.

NO!
So they all went away singing oh, my gosh, by gee by gum, by joe, by jingo.

Miss Letty you're the only girl for me. (made that part up.)

Thank you Miss Letty, they sure don't write lyrics like that anymore.

CAN YOU HEAR THE MUSIC
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Can you hear the music, can you hear the music?
Can you feel the magic hangin' in the air?
Can you feel the magic? Oh, yeah

Love is a mystery I can't demystify, oh, no
Sometimes I wonder why we're here
But I don't care, I don't care

Can you hear the music, can you hear the music?
Can you feel the magic dancin' in the air?
Can you feel the magic? Oh, yeah

Love is a mystery I can't demystify, oh, no
Sometimes I I'm dancin' on air
But I get scared, I get scared

When I hear the drummer, get me in the groove
When I hear the guitar, makes me wanna move
Can you feel the magic, floatin' in the air?
Can you feel the magic? Oh, yeah

Sometimes you're feelin' you've been pushed around
And your rainbow just ain't here
Don't you fear, don't you fear

When you hear the music trouble disappear
When you hear the music ringin' in your ears
Can you feel the magic floatin' in the air?
Can you hear the magic? Oh, yeah, yeah

When you hear the music ringin' in my ear
Can you hear the music? Oh, yeah
Can you hear the drummer? Gets you in the groove
Can you hear the guitar? Make you wanna move? Yeah

Can you hear the music? Oh, yeah
Can you hear the music ringin' in my ear?
Can you hear the music, can you hear the music?

Oh, yes, honey, I can hear it right here in my imagination:


"Listen To The Music"

(As recorded by the Doobie Brothers)
TOM JOHNSTON

Don't you feel it growin' day by day
People gettin' ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Oh we got to let the music play

What the people need is a way to make 'em smile
It ain't so hard to do if you know how
Gotta get a message, get it on through
Oh, now mama's goin' to after while.

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Well, I know you know better, everything I say
Meet me in the country for a day
We'll be happy, and we'll dance
Oh, we're gonna dance our blues away

And if I'm feelin' good for you
And you're feelin' good to me
There ain't nothin' we can't do or say
Feelin' good, feeling fine
Oh, baby, let the music play.

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Like a lazy falling river, surrounding castles in the sky
And the crowd is growing bigger
List'nin' for the happy sounds and I got to let them fly

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
Oh, oh listen to the music
All the time.

Don't we have fun on our radio, listeners?

Artist: Cyndi Lauper
Song: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun Lyrics


I come home in the morning light,
My mother says "When you gonna live your life right?"
Oh,mother,dear,
We're not the fortunate ones,
And girls,
They wanna have fu-un.
Oh,girls,
Just wanna have fun.

The phone rings in the middle of the night,
My father yells "What you gonna do with your life?"
Oh,daddy,dear,
You know you're still number one,
But girls,
They wanna have fu-un,
Oh,girls,just wanna have
That's all they really want.....
Some fun....

When the working day is done,
Oh,girls,
They wanna have fu-un,
Oh,girls,
Just wanna have fun....

Girls,
They want,
Wanna have fun.
Girls,
Wanna have

Some boys take a beautiful girl,
And hide her away from the rest of the world.
I wanna be the one to walk in the sun.
Oh,girls,
They wanna have fu-un.
Oh,girls,
Just wanna have
That's all they really want.....
Some fun....

When the working day is done,
Oh,girls,
They wanna have fu-un.
Oh,girls,
Just wanna have fun...

Girls,
They want,
Wanna have fun.
Girls,
Wanna have.

They just wanna,
They just wanna.....
They just wanna,
(Oh....)
They just wanna.....
(Girls just wanna have fun...)
Oh...

This one is by Cyndi as well, Try:


Night To Remember

I look out my window
Into the pouring rain
I wish I could tell you
That I stopped hearing your name
And then I realize every thought of you
Runs a circle around my heart
I hear your voice haunting me
I feel your touch in the dark

It was a night to remember
All your kisses I still taste
It was a night to remember
Can't forget the look on your face
It was a night

Starlight send a message
Like a beacon into the night
To tell you I'm lonely
When I shut out the light
Because a part of me left with you
So I feel lost inside
Sometimes I look into my mirror
I see you shining through my eyes

It was a night to remember
All your kisses I still taste
It was a night to remember
Can't forget the look on your face
It was a night to remember

All these feelings I can't erase
From my heart

Endless dreams
Around my shoulders
I cannot free this restless heart

It was a night to remember
...Not enough time for you to stay...
...Can't forget the look on your face

Incidentally, listeners, Feel free to call in your own requests.

well i missed st patricks day and didn't get to post any irish tunes, but here's something by the irish rovers, a little tune about the day after

Wasn't That A Party
Rovers Irish

Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs,
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

Someone took a grapefruit
Wore it like a hat
I saw someone under my kitchen table
Talking to my old tom cat
They were talking about hockey
The cat was talking back
Long about then every-thing went black
Wasn't that a party

I'm sure it's just my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw my buddy
Cutting down my neighbour's tree

Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs,
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

Billy, Joe and Tommy
Well they went a little far
They were sittin' in my back yard, blowing on a sireen
From somebody's police car

So you see, Your Honour
It was all in fun
The little bitty track meet down on main street
Was just to see if the cops could run
Well they run us in to see you
In an alcoholic haze
I sure can use those thirty days
To re-cover from the party

Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs,
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party

Hey, Canada, welcome back. Actually, we didn't do much Irish stuff here, cause we were too hungover<smile>

We are competent enough, however, to appreciate your Rover song.

and here's my fave ms. lauper song

Time After Time
Cyndi Lauper

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion
Is nothing new
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after

Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows you're wondering
If I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

You said go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time

Time after time
Time after time
Time after time

Following your "Time After Time"

I am thinking about this tonight as the dark settles over me:

<from memory>

Time after time,
I tell myself that I'm
So lucky to be loving you.

So lucky to be,
The one you come to see,
In the evening when the day is through.

I only know what I know,
The passing years will show.
You've made my love so young, so new.

And time after time,
I tell myself that I'm,
So lucky to be loving you.

just head the ramones version of this tune, interesting


My Back Pages
Bob Dylan

Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Love that oxymoron, dj. Yes, Dylan's music has always been just that, a contrast. Thanks Canada.

You know, listeners, unrest is everywhere on our planet.

French youth rioting; protestors demanding; People being used as lab rats.

This news item gives us pause for thought:

LONDON - The first test in humans of a new drug to treat leukemia and autoimmune diseases has left six men severely ill, sparking fresh questions over the safety of such clinical trials.

Four of the men had regained consciousness Friday, doctors said, but two others were in critical condition with multiple organ failure.

The six previously healthy volunteers became seriously ill soon after taking TGN1412, a monoclonal antibody, on Monday in a trial run by Parexel International, based in Waltham, Mass. British regulators ordered an immediate suspension of the tests.

Thomas Hanke, the chief scientific officer of TeGenero AG of Wuerzburg, Germany, which developed the drug, said it had been tested on rabbits and monkeys with no "drug-related adverse events."

Raste Khan, one of two men given a placebo in the trial, said the six were stricken with vomiting and severe pain within minutes of receiving the drug.

And, dj, that makes Dylan's song even more perplexing.

mr andy partridge of the band xtc had this to say about the human condition

The Smartest Monkeys
XTC

Well man created the cardboard box to sleep in it
And man converted the newspaper to a blanket
Well you have to admit that he's come a long way
Since swinging about in the trees

We're the smartest monkeys
The smartest monkeys

The evidence is all around
Our brains are bigger
This we've found
The smartest monkeys

Well man discovered the park bench can make a transition
And the rubbish tip makes a valid form of nutrition
With discoveries like these
Civilisation agrees
To give itself a pat on the back

We're the smartest monkeys
The evolution's plain to see
We're the dominant of the species
The smartest monkeys

We brought the caveman from the stoneage
To the subways of the modern world
How they pack so many in
Quick call the Guinness Book of Records

Well you have to admit...
We're the smartest monkeys...