Yesterday

Well, it is more difficult to record a song a day than I thought at first.  I may have to make up on days I have more time.  Today I have completed the Beatles song "Yesterday".  Pretty easy to do.  I am learning how to do it better as I go. See below.

A song a day?

I have just subscribed to Singsnap Gold for a month.  I want to get my money's worth :-)  I may or may not be able to do a song a day but I am going to try.  Today's song is As the deer panteth for the water.  See the bottom of the page for the recording.  I also added Old Rugged Cross duet with myself.  Fun!

The Old Rugged Cross

See the new song posted at the bottom of the page.  This is a song that I was singing as a youngster when it suddenly hit me that God had given me this gift.  I knew that I wanted to serve Him with my voice however He wanted to use me.  He has given me many opportunities to do just that.  I thank the Lord and praise Him for all His Mighty Works and Deeds and for His choosing me to be His child.

Love's Old Sweet Song

Fifth Grade Song  I learned Circa 1956-57 

Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of our dreams that rose in happy throng,
Low to our hearts love sang an old sweet song.
And in the dusk while fell the firelight's gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dreams.
Just a song at twilight,
When the lights are low.
And the flickering shadows,
Softly come and go.
Though the heart be weary, sad the day and long
Still to us at twilight comes love's old song,
Comes love's old sweet song.

Click here to listen

Sweet and Low

I think this song was one we learned in fourth grade. I have sung this lullaby to all of my children (3) and nearly all of my grandchildren (soon to be 14). I love it.

Sweet and Low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Blow, blow, breathe and blow
Wind of the western sea.
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon and blow,
Blow him again to me,
While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps.

To Listen click here

Tell Me Why the Stars do Shine

Tell my why the stars do shine,
Tell me why the ivy twine,
Tell me why the sky's so blue,
And I will tell you why I love you.

Because God made the stars to shine,
Because God made the ivy twine,
Because God made the sky so blue,
That is the reason why I love you.

Oh Mister Moon, moon, bright and silvery moon,
Won't you please shine down on me, on me,
Oh Mister Moon, moon, bright and silvery moon,
Hiding behind that tree.
I want to shoot that possum with my big shotgun,
Shoot that possum for he starts to run,
Oh Mister Moon, moon bright and silvery moon,
Won't you please shine down on, please shine down on,
please shine dooowwn on me--shine down on meeeeeeee!

Click here to listen

Stars are the Windows of Heaven

Stars are the windows of heaven,
Where Angels peep through.
Up in the sky, they keep an eye
On girls and boys like you.
They cry each time you are naughty,
Their teardrops are the rain.
But when you're good they are smiling
And they shine again.
Stars are the windows of heaven
Where Angels peep through.

My mother says, Angels have a book,
They make a mark each time they look.
A cross when you're good,
and an X when your bad,
Their the best friends that we ever had.

They cry each time you are naughty,
Their teardrops are the rain,
But when you're good they are smiling,
And they shine again.
Stars are the windows of heaven,
Where Angels peep through.
Click to hear vocal.

I listened to an Anne Murray version of this on You Tube and it has more words than the rendition that was on the old record we had.

Looking for a pic of a yellow 45 RPM record

I am getting ready to sing a song requested by my sister, Roxie. I decided I would like to find a picture of a yellow 45 RPM record. I recall this song being on a 45 RPM yellow record in our home. On one side was Here Comes Peter Cottontail and the other side was Stars are the Windows of Heaven but I do not know who sang them. In my search I came across an article by Norm Katuna about RCA and some history about the RCA record company. They had a color code for their records. Black was for Pops, Green was for Country, Yellow was for Children's songs, cerise for Blues and Rhythm, midnight blue for Pop Classic, sky blue for International. The first 45 RPM record was released March 31, 1949. We had a green record also that was a Homer and Jethro of Put that Knife Away Nellie and flip side Pizen Pete which was released June 1950. Another yellow record was a storybook type called "Little Orly". Little Orly was a cabbage worm. One other one that comes to mind was "The Teddybears' Picnic.

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I only want a Buddy not a Gal

This was another song in the barbershop quartet book.

What is romance but taking a chance,
Gambling with misery.
I was a fool but just like in school
I've learned my lesson you see.
I only want a buddy not a sweetheart.
Buddies never make you blue.
Sweethearts make vows that are broken,
Broken like their hearts are broken too.
Don't tell me that you love me
Say you like me.
No lovers' quarrels, no bungalows for two.
Don't turn down lovers' lane.
Just keep right on a sayin',
I only want a buddy not a gal,
I only want a buddy not a gal.

Click here to listen

Ridin' Down the Canyon

My Dad sang in a barbershop quartet when I was a little girl. This was probably before the birth of my sister Cathy in 1952. He sang with his brother Maurice and two other fellows. I cannot remember who those men were. I was under 6 years old at the time. Dad would sing this song to us and after the phrase "a picture that no artist e'er could paint" he would sing "Bom". If he had been singing with the other guys they would have harmonized this and gone on with the rest of the song. When he sang it alone his eyes would get big and he would sing "Bom" and make us laugh. Then he would finish the rest of the song. The words and music to this song were written by Gene Autry and Smiley Burnette. This particular version was arranged by Ozzie Westley in the Barber Shop quartet book that my Dad had. It is so old that it has fallen all apart but I have a photocopy of the old fragile page to refer to.

Ridin' down the Canyon to watch the sun go down,
A picture that no artist e'er could paint - Hmmm (Dad sang "Bom")
Whitefaced cattle lowin' on the mountain side
I hear a coyote whinin' for its mate
Cactus plants are bloomin'
Sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I tell you folks it's heaven
To be ridin' down the trail
When the desert sun goes down. When the desert sun goes down.
Click here for my vocal

Bob's vist March 2010

Bob and I were remembering the various songs that our Dad sang to us. Bob sings some and I sing with him on a couple. Bill played Dad actually singing Old Black Joe from the 1970's. This was a fun time. Click here to listen.