Pass the Guitar....and the Granola!

The other night I was watching PBS (you know that you do it too!) and they had a special about Jim Croce on. It was great! And it reminded me just how much I loved all his music. My husband and I sat around singing all of his songs for the rest of the night.....good times.

Well, tonight we were watching PBS.
Yes, again.
And don't even say it-I do have a life. PBS on Sunday nights has great BBC shows like "As Time Goes By" and "Fawlty Towers". I know you watch it too. Except tonight they were doing fund raising so instead of BBC we got a special on folk music-"This Land is Your Land". We had a great time watching all of those great folk groups back together again. We were even singing along.....even after it was over we sat in our living room singing folk music. We were on our way to becoming a strange singing family (yep, give us a tambourine and call us the Partridge Family) except for one important thing.......

My husband doesn't know complete lyrics to any song. He plays the guitar and he knows the notes and the rhythm to every song....he just doesn't know the words.

Time for an example? Okay......
Who could forget that great Seekers song "I'll Never Find Another You":
"There's a new world somewhere they call the promised land. And I'll la la la la if you will hold my hand. La la la."

Or, by the Lovin Spoonful "Do You Believe In Magic":
"Do you believe in magic in a young girl's hear? How the music can free her whenever it starts. It's like magic Da da da da da da. It makes you feel happy like an old time movie. I'll tell you bout the magic De de de la la. But it's like trying to tell a stranger about rock and roll."

But my personal favorite (because, he is a minister and based on the fact it mostly comes out of the Bible he should do much better on this one at least!) is Pete Seeger's "Turn"
"To everything turn turn turn. There is a season turn turn turn. And la la la la la a purpose under heaven. A time to la la. A time to laaa laaaa. A time to something. A time to move on. A time to ask and something la la not too late."

As long as I sing real loud (because I do know all the words!) I can block out his wrongness and we can have special family sing along times........with our Jim Croce and our folk music-it's great, really. It is....and for those of you laughing at me, I just want to say that I can drown you out with my happy music if I just sing loud enough "WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE. LONG TIME PASSING. WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE. LONG TIME AGO."
Now I just need to figure out how I can get one of those groovy buses with all the colors on it.....
And according to BooMama if I get the bus and a pair of birkenstocks I can harvest granola, Dude! It just keeps getting better and better (or scarier and scarier!)

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