I'll Have to Say I love you in a Song

You're so right Raggedyaggie,
...Most artists in those spots be giving each other smiles, and admiring glances. It was like he forgot anyone was watching him.

Bobsmyth:

Mmmm....braille panties.....

Letty, there is a comedian who did a great bit on how hard it was growing up the only Jewish kid in a Texas school, especially around Christmas, as he celebrated Chanukah. I think it went something like this:

"So at holiday time, the teacher would say 'Class, I want to wish all of you a very merry Christmas, and to Alan, happy Chewbacca.'

Then the other kids would pass me by saying 'happy Heineken' 'happy Chaka Khan!'"

Oh, my. We're back to night vision goggles again.

cav, I love it! Was that comedian Alan King, perhaps? As I recall, he might be the one who said that his mother never had any trouble gettin the kids to take their medicine. She just threw it in the floor.

And as to my glasses, they are chameleons. They blend in with everything so as not to be detected. Dedicated to all you comedians here on A2K:

Everybody's got a laughin place,
A laughin' place to go-ho-ho.
Take a frown turn it up-side-down
And you'll find yours I know-ho-ho.

Good grief. Where did that song come from?

It was a much younger Alan, but unfortunately, I forgot his last name.

"Be a clown,
Be a clown,"

Donald O'Connor in Singing in the Rain.

Ah, Boo just wrote a song to himself

I just thought of this song that I must dedicate to Joe Nation AND Viz because of the irony of it:

Many a month has come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Many a page of life has turned,
Many a lesson I have learned;
Well, I feel like in those hills I still belong.
CHORUS:
'Way down yonder in the Indian Nation
Ridin' my pony on the reservation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Now, 'way down yonder in the Indian Nation,
A cowboy's life is my occupation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

But as I sit here today,
Many miles I am away
From a place I rode my pony through the draw,
While the oak and blackjack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

CHORUS

Now as I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born,
While the black oil it rolls and flows
And the snow-white cotton grows
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

CHORUS


No one really knows who wrote that song according to the site where I found it, but Woody Guthrie recorded it.

Howdy Letty. Oklahoma Hills (words/music by Leon Jerry (Jack) Guthrie and Woody Guthrie, 1945) Capitol recording by Jack Guthrie (Woody's cousin.) Revived by Hank Thompson in 1961.

Raggedy, partner, you are amazing. I think you just answered another question for me. Hank Thompson may have been the one who did a spoof on Hank Snow's "Movin' On". Back to the books.

Thank you so much, Letty! I'm an Okie, born & bred, but Joe is actually a Yankee. (That's a dirty word around these parts!) He lived here for many years before he moved back east, and that's how we got to know each other. We miss him. Thanks to the internet, though, I can still enjoy his marvelous writings. Such talent...

Well, I'll be damned, Viz, but Joe is an OP, right?

Good pick-up Letty.

Of course, I'm talking about the one on me.

Hope your surrey has a full tank of gas Viz


There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye,
An' it looks like it's climbin' clear up to the sky.

Oh, what a beautiful mornin',
Oh, what a beautiful day.
I got a beautiful feelin'
Ev'rything's goin' my way.

All the cattle are standin' like statues,
All the cattle are standin' like statues,
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by,
But a little brown mav'rick is winkin' her eye.

Oh, what a beautiful mornin',
Oh, what a beautiful day.
I got a beautiful feelin'
Ev'rything's goin' my way.

All the sounds of the earth are like music,
All the sounds of the earth are like music,
The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree,
And a ol' weepin' willer is laughin' at me!

Oh, what a beautiful mornin',
Oh, what a beautiful day,
I got a beautiful feelin'
Ev'rything's goin' my way.
Oh, what a beautiful day.

Way to go OAK!....I was envisioning Ray singing that as i read.

Hey Booman, it's been a little while bro, how you doin' man. Still rockin and reelin ??????????????///

Boo's my name; rockin's my game.

I bet you ride a real mean rockin horse.

Letty -- OP? What's that?

OaK -- You darlin'!