Moe Bandy -- Bandy The Rodeo Clown
Who was once a bull-hooking son of a gun?
Now who keeps a pint hid out behind Chute No. 1?
Who was riding high till a pretty girl rode him to the ground?
Any kid knows where to find me
I'm Bandy the Rodeo Clown
In the riding and the roping I was closing in...
Mel Tillis -- Burning Memories
Tonight I'm burning old love letters
Photographs and memories of you
Hoping somehow I'll feel better
And when the smoke is gone I won't want you
Burning memories
Teardrops fall while I am
Burning memories
Burning all the memories of you
That I can't use
My...
Though I have also noticed that quite a few older people do seem to gravitate to swing and big band even though they were teens and young adults in the '50s and early '60s.
Often the yard looks like it was hit by a tornado because it's frequently strewn with Roxy's toys and stuff she had stolen. We even found one of the housemate's work ID back there after she spent all morning looking for it! :p
Freda and the Firedogs -- When You Come Home Again
You told me that this time you are leaving
To beg you to stay would be a crime
I hope you would give us another chance to love
But I won't try to make you change your mind
It's not the lonely nights ahead that bothers me
Or knowing I won't...
And the topics of conversation are usually:
1. Who just died
2. Who just had an operation
3. Ailments
4. Grandchildren (it's almost as if they're living through them)
Whenever there's a major housecleaning (usually because we're having guests) my stuff somehow ends up consigned to the garage. There's stuff from several previous housecleanings going back a couple of years that are still buried in the garage which I haven't found yet. :mad:
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