# If life is a rock and the radio rolls me... **URL:** \ **Category:** Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share\ **Created:** [March 30, 2002, 10:52pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975 "2002-03-30T22:52:52Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 20\ **Page:** 11
**Author:** ![Rico](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/rico/32/3582_2.png) [@Rico](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rico)\ **Post date:** [April 7, 2002, 11:01pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/201 "2002-04-07T23:01:49Z")
It’s poetry in motion she turned her tender eyes to me as deep as any ocean as sweet as any harmony mm - but she blinded me with science “she blinded me with science!” and failed me in biology When I’m dancing close to her “blinding me with science - science!” I can smell the chemicals “blinding me with science - science!” “Science!” “Science!” mm - but it’s poetry in motion and when she turned her eyes to me as deep as any ocean as sweet as any harmony mm - but she blinded me with science and failed me in geometry When she’s dancing next to me “blinding me with science - science!” “Science!” I can hear machinery “blinding me with science - science!” “Science!” It’s poetry in motion and now she’s making love to me the spheres’re in commotion the elements in harmony she blinded me with science “she blinded me with science!” and hit me with technology “good heavens Miss Sakamoto - you’re beautiful!” I - I don’t believe it! there she goes again! she’s tidied up, and I can’t find anything! all my tubes and wires and careful notes and antiquated notions but! - it’s poetry in motion and when she turned her eyes to me as deep as any ocean as sweet as any harmony mm - but she blinded me with science “she blinded me with - with science!” she blinded me with - 😃 ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 2:42am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/202 "2002-04-08T02:42:36Z")
The incredible dreck of Barbra and Neil: It used to be so natural… To talk about forever But used-to-bes don’t count anymore They just lay on the floor Till we sweep them away …_And you don’t bring me flowers anymore_ ---
**Author:** ![Rico](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/rico/32/3582_2.png) [@Rico](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rico)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 2:48am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/203 "2002-04-08T02:48:06Z")
Wishin’ on a fallin’ star Watchin’ for the early train Sorry boy, but I’ve been hit by purple rain Aw, come on Joe, you can always change your name Thanks alot son, just the same Ventura Highway, in the sunshine Where the days are longer The nights are stronger than moonshine! you’re gonna go, I know 😛 ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 2:59am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/204 "2002-04-08T02:59:51Z")
Oh the games people play now, Every night and every day, now Never meaning what they say, now Never saying what they mean. And they while away the hours, In their ivory towers 'Til they’re covered up in flowers In the back of a black limosine… p.s. giddyup, giddyup 409… ---
**Author:** ![Rico](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/rico/32/3582_2.png) [@Rico](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rico)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 6:45am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/205 "2002-04-08T06:45:44Z")
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Oh Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Come take my hand (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) You got me rockin’ and a rollin’ Rockin’ and a reelin’ Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) I went to a dance, looking for romance, Saw Barbara Ann so I thought I’d take a chance On Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Come take my hand (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) You got me rockin’ and a rollin’ Rockin’ and a reelin’ Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) ``` (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) ``` Oh Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Come take my hand (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) You got me rockin’ and a rollin’ Rockin’ and a reelin’ Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Tried Betty Lou Tried Peggy, too Tried Mary Lou But I knew they wouldn’t do Like Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) Come take my hand (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) You got me rockin’ and a rollin’ Rockin’ and a reelin’ Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) You got me rockin’ and a rollin’ Rockin’ and a reelin’ Barbara Ann (Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann) 😃 ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 7:07am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/206 "2002-04-08T07:07:10Z")
“Barbara Ann”?! you really want Beach Boys fluff? Take this: There’s a world where I can go and tell my secrets toooo In my room, in my room In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears In my room, in my room Do my dreaming and my scheming Lie awake and pray Do my crying and my sighing Laugh at yesterday Now it’s dark and I’m alone But I won’t be afraid In my room, in my room In my room, in my room In my room, in my room ---
**Author:** ![Rico](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/rico/32/3582_2.png) [@Rico](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rico)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 7:35am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/207 "2002-04-08T07:35:15Z")
She’s got stars in her eyes & knobs on her knees now Her crazy grass shift really sways in the breeze now Ridin’ down a-heavy you’re lyin’ in the sand She’s the hippest surfer girl in the land And she’s my Honolulu Lulu She’s my Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls Well, she handles all the big ones every year in Macaja & all the surfers know her from Ricaud to Baja When the beach is quiet & you know we’re out of luck We pray for surf while making out in our truck (chorus) Just me & Honolulu Lulu Me & Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls Yeah she’s my Honolulu Lulu Yeah my Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls I tell you once upon a time, you know she got a little bold When she tried to hook a spinner but her wax wouldn’t hold Over the falls ‘stead of hangin’ 10 But then she’d paddle out & try it again But she’s my Honolulu Lulu She’s my Honolulu Lulu Queen of the surfer girls 🆒 ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 7:55am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/208 "2002-04-08T07:55:47Z")
try this: And how can you mend a broken heart? How can you stop the rain from falling down? How can you stop the sun from shining? What makes the world go round? How can you mend this broken man? How can a loser ever win? Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again… ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 8:05am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/209 "2002-04-08T08:05:25Z")
Down by the river, I shot my baby… "There’s a story told of a very gentle boy And the girl who wore his ring Through the wintery snow The world they knew was warm For their hearts were full of spring As the days grew old And the nights passed into time And the weeks and years took wind Genle boy, tender girl Their love remained still young For their hearts were full of spring Then one day they died And their graves were side by side On a hill where robins sing And they say violets Grow there the whole year round For their hearts were full of spring" ---
**Author:** ![LindyHopper](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/l/ebca7d/32.png) [@LindyHopper](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/LindyHopper)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 4:00pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/210 "2002-04-08T16:00:34Z")
I can’t _believe_ no one’s posted this one yet… Take a letter, Maria Address it to my wife Say I won’t be comin’ home Gonna start a new life ---
**Author:** ![Hometownboy](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/5e9695/32.png) [@Hometownboy](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Hometownboy)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 5:58pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/211 "2002-04-08T17:58:50Z")
Apologies for the delay. Yesterday turned out to be theDAY OF THE TAXES with much wearing of sackcloth and ashes and rending of the hair. So much so that we’re waving the white flag and calling in the pros. So today, it’s time to march back into the fray. With a small question: Are we limiting ourselves to rock era music? Sure there are no clean breaks, as pop and other forms, even big band stuff, fercryin’outloud, showed up in the late 50s and even into the 60s (Jimmy Dorsey’s “So Rare,” Mambo King Perez Prado’s “Cherry Pink & Apple Blossom White” and “Patricia,” Horst Jankowski’s “Walk in the Black Forest,” Hugo Winterhalter’s “Canadian Sunset.” etc.) BUT I’ve always felt that Billboard’s definition of When Rock Began as 1955 with “Heartbreak Hotel” works just fine, so I’ll pick a nit with Patti Page’s 1953 “Doggie in the Window.” On the other hand, if if we want to delve into the pre-rock 50s, there are a large number of VERY strange lyrics available. So a longwinded way of setting up They say don’t go on Wolverton Mountain If you’re looking for a wife 'Cause Clifton Clowers has a pretty young daughter He’s mighty handy with a gun and a knife. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey And Wolverton mountain protects her there The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers If a stranger should wander there. All of my dreams are on Wolverton Mountain I want his daughter for my wife I’ll take my chances and climb that mountain Though Clifton Clowers, he may take my life. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey And Wolverton mountain protects her there The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers If a stranger should wander there. I’m going up on Wolverton Mountain It’s too lonesome down here below It’s just not right to hide his daughter From the one who loves her so Her tender lips are sweeter than honey And Wolverton mountain protects her there The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers If a stranger should wander there But I don’t care about Clifton Clowers I’m gonna climb up on his mountain I’m gonna take the girl I love I don’t care about Clifton Clowers I’m a gonna climb up on that mountain And I’ll get the one I Iove I don’t care about Clifton Clowers, I’m gonna find the one I love, I don’t care about Clifton Clowers I’m gonna find the one I love (repeat and fade) ---
**Author:** ![Godfrey\_Daniels](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/g/9e8a1a/32.png) [@Godfrey\_Daniels](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Godfrey_Daniels)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 7:21pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/212 "2002-04-08T19:21:20Z")
You want vile? You want disgusting? OK, you asked for it… JOHNNY ANGEL Johnny angel how I love him He’s got something that I can’t resist But he doesn’t even know that I exist Johnny angel how I want him How I tingle when he passes by Everytime he says hello My heart begins to fly I’m in heaven I get carried away I dream of him and me And how it’s gonna be Other fellas call me up for a date But I just sit and wait I’d rather concentrate on Johnny angel 'cause I love him And I pray that someday he’ll love me And together we will see How lovely heaven will be I’m in heaven I get carried away I dream of him and me And how it’s gonna be Other fellas call me up for a date But I just sit and wait I’d rather concentrate on Johnny angel 'cause I love him And I pray that someday he’ll love me And together we will see How lovely heaven will be Johnny angel you’re an angel to me Johnny angel you’re an angel to me… ---
**Author:** ![Hometownboy](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/5e9695/32.png) [@Hometownboy](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Hometownboy)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 8:18pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/213 "2002-04-08T20:18:18Z")
Actually, the song itself isn’t bad, it’s the attitude that’s a bit fawning, though not a match for the sick one exhibitied by “Johnny Get Angry” quoted by **happyheathen** on page 4. No, for vile, you want to remember (or forget) one of the most shameful chapters in Billboard Top 100 history, the time in 1961 when not only did the bane of teenagers and rockers everywhere, Lawerence Welk not only got on the charts, but made NUMBER ONE. (Oh, the humanity!) with a relentlessly recursive little tune called Calcutta. Story follows: Original melody titled “Tivoli Melody,” by Heino Gaze English words by Lee Pockriss and Paul Vance A middle/near eastern tune in name only–more accurately, it’s actually a piece of Euro-kitsch. A light and bouncy melody, originally written to evoke the amusement park atmosphere of the Tivoli Gardens in Copenhagen. It kicked around Germany for a few years as “Take Me Dreaming,” then “Nicolette,” until Werner Muller recorded it as “Kalkutta Liegt am Ganges.” Randy Wood, president of Dot, played record to his leading band leader, Lawrence Welk, who Americanized it as “Calcutta.” Welk’s cover featured the novelty of a harpsichord playing the melody, but the song was relegated to a B-side behind the quaint folk song, “My Grandfather’s Clock.” Distributed to radio stations, the dusty old folk tune was ignored in favor of “Calcutta.” The melody caught on and the single shot to #1 in mid-February 1961. Yes, there were lyrics (though just a few) and I’ve been racking my brain and googling like crazy for them. A fragment… …very plain to see that the music of Calcutta …to me No, it’s no good. I can’t return that which I spent decades trying to erase. Perhaps other, more demented minds can help. (shudder!) ---
**Author:** ![Rico](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/rico/32/3582_2.png) [@Rico](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rico)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 8:47pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/214 "2002-04-08T20:47:44Z")
\*\*Hometownboy, \*\* all the sources I could find say that Calcutta was an instrumental only. No words available. Now, on to the dreck… I’m comin’ home, I’ve done my time Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine If you received my letter telling you I’d soon be free Then you’ll know just what to do If you still want me If you still want me Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree It’s been three long years Do ya still want me? If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree I’ll stay on the bus Forget about us Put the blame on me If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree Bus driver, please look for me 'cause I couldn’t bear to see what I might see I’m really still in prison And my love, she holds the key A simple yellow ribbon’s what I need to set me free I wrote and told her please Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree It’s been three long years Do ya still want me? If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree I’ll stay on the bus Forget about us Put the blame on me If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree Now the whole damned bus is cheerin’ And I can’t believe I see A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree I’m comin’ home :eek: ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 9:36pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/215 "2002-04-08T21:36:36Z")
See **strangecurrencies’s** entry , PAGE 2!!! :rolleyes: now for rules: **Fenris** (now MIA, the wuss) suggested ‘no novelties’ sadly, I must concurr. the 1955 and newer rule is acceptable (though I will miss “Teddy Bear’s Picnic”, “Dry Bones” HOWEVER, “We’ll Meet Again” stays by virtue of having been used in _Dr. Strangelove etc._ The usual rule is ‘sold over a million at retail’. How say ye? And are album cuts (never released as singles) OK? without further ado… In May of nineteen forty-one the war had just begun The Germans had the biggest ship that had the biggest guns The Bismark was the fastest ship that ever sailed the sea On her decks were guns as big as steers and shells as big as trees Out of the cold and foggy night came the British ship The Hood And ever’ British seaman he knew and understood They had to sink the Bismark the terror of the sea Stop those guns as big as steers and those shells as big as trees We’ll find that German battleship that’s mak’in’ such a fuss We gotta sink the Bismark ‘cause the world depends on us Hit the deck a-runnin’ boys and spin those guns around When we find the Bismark we gotta cut 'er down… ---
**Author:** ![Hometownboy](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/5e9695/32.png) [@Hometownboy](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Hometownboy)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 9:49pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/216 "2002-04-08T21:49:34Z")
**Rico** , yeah the sources listed it as an instrumental because 90% it was, but there were a few lines worth of lyrics (maybe 6 or 8, no more.) It was a fashion with some of the instrumentals of the time to have maybe one chorus that was sung. I used to have to play that song from time to time at a small middle of the road station in the late 60s and sadly can confirm from personal experience. **happyheathen** Post-55 sounds good to me, even though the Teddy Bears’ Picnic is rooted deep in my childhood…Not sure how many of the above quoted are million-sellers, but I will try to keep mine in the Top 40 at least. To that end, if we’re gonna do war songs… In 1814 we took a little trip along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans. We fired our guns and the British kept a’comin. There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more and they began to runnin’ on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. We looked down the river and we seen the British come. And there must have been a hundred of’em beatin’ on the drum. They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring. We stood by our cotton bales and didn’t say a thing. We fired our guns and the British kept a’comin. There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more and they began to runnin’ on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise If we didn’t fire our muskets til we looked 'em in the eyes We held our fire til we seen their faces well. then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em…well. We fired our guns and the British kept a’comin. There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more and they began to runnin’ on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn’t go. They ran so fast that the hounds couldn’t catch 'em on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. We fired our cannon til the barrel melted down. So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round. We filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind and when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind. We fired our guns and the British kept a’comin. There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more and they began to runnin’ on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn’t go. they ran so fast that the hounds couldn’t catch 'em on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. Hup 2, 3, 4. Sound off 3, 4… Hup 2, 3, 4. Sound off 3, 4… Hup 2, 3, 4 ---
**Author:** ![Hometownboy](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/5e9695/32.png) [@Hometownboy](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Hometownboy)\ **Post date:** [April 8, 2002, 9:59pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/217 "2002-04-08T21:59:54Z")
Oops, forgot to respond to the album cuts question. I guess I’d go with ones that actually got airplay as opposed to those that were just included on albums with hits. I mean, there were some true stinker tracks added for filler even on good albums. And novelties… Yeah, much as I ache to quote Nervous Norris’ Transfusion, I expect that it, and the entire Chipmonk ouevre would be out of bounds. For that matter, some might say that both of the tunes immedately above skirt noveltydom, but I think it could be argued otherwise. Speaking of arguments, the lovely and talented Mrs. Hometownboy is due back within minutes, and will want her computer back. (Much of my stuff is done from my work machine or in odd bits of time at home when she is not and I can use hers. I really, really hate to post and run. Apologies… When you left me all alone at the record hop Told me you were going out for a soda pop You were gone for quite a while Half an hour or more You came back and man oh man, This is waht I saw Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you You said it belonged to me made me stop and think Then I noticed yours was red, mine was baby pink Who walked in but Mary Jane lipstick all a mess Were you smoochin’ my best friend guess the answers yes Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 9, 2002, 1:11am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/218 "2002-04-09T01:11:46Z")
**Witch**? **Fenris**?, other _poseurs_ ? Dum,dum,DUM,dum,dedum, dum, dum… In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey, don’t you know that I love you? In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby, don’t you know that I’ll always be true? Oh, won’t you come with me and take my hand? Oh, won’t you come with me and walk this land? Please take my hand! "Pretty eyes of mid-summer’s morn, They call her \_\_\_\_\_ " fill in the blank, :wally ---
**Author:** ![Rico](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/rico/32/3582_2.png) [@Rico](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rico)\ **Post date:** [April 9, 2002, 1:46am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/219 "2002-04-09T01:46:20Z")
There he sits with a pen and a yellow pad What a handsome lad, that’s my boy B-R-L-F-Q spells mom and dad Well that ain’t too bad, 'cause that’s my boy Well you can have your TV and your nightclubs And you can have your drive-in - picture show I’ll stay here with my little man near We’ll listen to the radio Biding my time watching Scotty grow Making a castle out of building blocks And a cardboard box, that’s my boy Micky Mouse says it’s thirteen o’clock Well that’s quite a shock, but that’s my boy In four short years I’ve gone from rags to riches And what I did before that, I don’t know So let it rain on my windowpane I got my own rainbow And we’re sitting here shining, watching Scotty grow Riding on daddy’s shoulders up to bed Old sleepyhead, that’s my boy Gotta have a drink of water and a story read A teddybear named Fred, that’s my boy What’s that you say momma, come on and keep your feet warm? Well save me a place I’ll be there in a minute or so I think I’ll stay right here And say a little prayer before I go Me and God are watching Scotty grow Me and God are watching Scotty grow 😛 ---
**Author:** ![happyheathen](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/h/b5e925/32.png) [@happyheathen](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/happyheathen)\ **Post date:** [April 9, 2002, 2:33am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975/220 "2002-04-09T02:33:17Z")
Ummm :rolleyes: **Hometownboy** , page 4, a couple of posts BEFORE my post chiding people to NOT post duplicates… Sha, na, nada, nada, Live for today… [Previous page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975.md?page=10) [Next page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/if-life-is-a-rock-and-the-radio-rolls-me/100975.md?page=12)