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Mocking
Bird Hill – and Run Rabbit Run
Each
Thursday I visit a group of Seniors at a Senior’s home not far from where I
live. The group we have together is entitled “New Friends”. It is simply a conversation for about an hour
and then coffee following.
Yesterday
was a little different. When we arrived a senior’s band had set up and was
scheduled to play at the same time. So I sat through the musical
presentation. Lots of old – I mean real
old songs were played and sung. The
range of songs were from the First World War through to the Second World War –
with a smattering of the Post Second World War era music.
As
I listened to one song being played I grinned.
It was called “Mocking Bird Hill” that was sung by Patti Page and Burl
Ives – among others. Do you remember
that one?
Try
these lyrics to see if they jog your memory?
It
is credited to Les Paul and Mary Ford as the writers – I think…
Click
on this Link to hear it sung as you read the words…http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cyjs5Sq4bdI)
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
When the sun in the morning
Peeps over the hill,
And kisses the roses 'round my windowsill
Then my heart fills with gladness
When I hear the trill
Of the birds in the treetops on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
When the sun in the morning
Peeps over the hill,
And kisses the roses 'round my windowsill
Then my heart fills with gladness
When I hear the trill
Of the birds in the treetops on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
When it's late in the evening,
I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still
Only me and the sky -- and an old whippoorwill
Singin' songs in the twilight on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
When it's late in the evening,
I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still
Only me and the sky -- and an old whippoorwill
Singin' songs in the twilight on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
It gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddly-dee-dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
If
you are over 60 the Song Worm that was tucked deep in your mind and hearing
will have crawled out and begin running that son over and over again. Under 50 – or under 40 – nothing will have
happened at all.
It
was that way yesterday as this piece was played some of the seniors mouthed the
words.
When
they played “I’ll be seeing you” and “We’ll Meet Again” some were close to
tears.
When
“Ma I Miss Your Apple Pie” was played and sung… my mom leaned over and said, “I
mis making Apple Pies”
The
music was deeply stirring and well played.
But there was some humour as well.
One woman at the one microphone was singing loudly and with an ‘unusual’
voice. My mom leaned over to me and said
out of the blue… “My mother used to say, ‘If that songs is sung in parts’ you
can have my part!”
When
she said that I laughed out loud! In all
these years I had never heard that one quoted by my mother about my grandmother! Too darn funny. It certainly fit with the
singer while we tolerated her efforts. Oh Boy!
As
I listened to what was being sung and played to this old generation… I wondered
to myself. What will me generation be listening to when we get to this old age
of 80 to 90 years old? I won’t be about
war or missing “ma’s apple pies”!
One
song stood out as a real winner – very funny but also with alternate meanings…
check it out here http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/1940s-top-songs/run-rabbit-run.htm It was the Top
Song of 1940!
Run Rabbit Run Words & Music by: Noel Gay and Ralph Butler.
changed lyrics to poke fun at the Germans (eg. Run Adolf, Run Adolf, Run, Run,
Run.)
On the farm, every Friday On the farm,
it's rabbit pie day. So, every Friday that
ever comes along, I get up early and sing
this little song
Run rabbit - run rabbit -Run! Run! Run!
Run rabbit - run rabbit -Run! Run! Run! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Goes the farmer's
gun. Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run.
Run rabbit - run rabbit -Run! Run! Run!
Don't give the farmer his fun! Fun! Fun!
He'll get by without his rabbit pie
So run rabbit - run rabbit -Run! Run! Run!
Run
Adolf, Run Adolf, Run, Run, Run,
Now
that the fun has begun, gun, gun;
P'raps
you'll just allow us to explain,
What
we did once, - we can do again.
We're
making shells by the ton, ton, ton.
We've
got the men and the mon, mon, mon.
Poor
old soul, - you'll need a rabbit-hole,
-So, run Adolf, run Adolf, run, run, run.
Remember
this was the Top Song in 1940 in Britain!!! Too funny but also with a powerful
message for Hitler!!
~
Murray Lincoln ~
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