Lundi limerick #70

Irascible Ruth came from Ryde

she was often quite angry inside

She once took a rope

and tied up the Pope

when questioned by police she just lied

 

“I know nothing about this vile crime

it was made up to service this rhyme

I just could not cope

with binding the Pope”

but now she is serving the time!

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ryde

Song Lyric Sunday 05/01/2020 – La

song-lyric-sundayThank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

This week Jim has given us the task of finding a song with La in the title, or lyrics. Now, surely, that is every single song ever written! If we don’t know the words what do we all do? We sing along with La, la, la, and it is international as shown in these German lyrics to the, now what’s it called? The La la la song!

Es gab so viele Lieder, die meine Mutter sang
Ich werde nie vergessen wie eines damals klang
Ein Lied von Einsamkeit, von Liebe und Glück
Die Träume meiner Kindheit bringt mir dieses Lied zurück
La lalala lalala lalala…
La lalala lalala la…
La lalala lalala lalala…
La lalala lalala la…

My first La song of pop memories just has to be Pat Boone’s 1962 hit “Speedy Gonzales”. You could sing along to it, dance to it, it was funny, and it introduced the UK audience to new food and drink. What more could we ask for?

Pat Boone (his really name) is still active at the age of 85 and was married, at age 19, to Shirley, who was also a recording artist and television personality. She died in January 2019.

I hope you enjoy this fun memory of mine!

 

Speedy Gonzales

Pat Boone

It was a moonlit night in Old Mexico.
I walked alone between some old adobe haciendas.
Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl:

La la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la
la la la la.

You better come home Speedy Gonzales, away from tannery row.
Stop all of your drinking with that floosie named Flo!
Come on home to your adobe and slap some mud on the wall!
The roof is leaking like a strainer. There’s loads of roaches in the
hall.
(La la la la)

Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
why don’t you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
how come you leave me all alone?

“He, Rosita, I have to go shopping downtown for my mother,
she needs some Tortillias and Chilli Pepper!”

La, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
la la.

Your doggie’s gonna have a puppy, and we’re running out of Coke.
no enchiladas in the icebox, and the television’s broke.
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt, I smell some perfume in your
ear.
Well, if you’re gonna keep on messin’, don’t bring your business back
a-here.
(La la la la)

Mmm, Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
why don’t you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
how come you leave me all alone?

“He, Rosita, come quick!
Down at the cantina, they’re giving green stamps with Tequila!”

La, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la
la la la la la.

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Buddy Kaye / Ethel Lee / David Hess

Speedy Gonzales lyrics © Bienstock Publishing Company

Skater’s Waltz — A Unique Title For Me

Music to make you smile – thanks to Jim Adams.

 

Emile Waldteufel’s famous composition from 1882 is known in English as ‘The Skaters’ Waltz’. It was inspired by the sight of Parisians skating on the frozen Seine river. Waldteufel wrote over 200 works, but this is the piece he is best remembered for and this is one of the most famous wintery pieces in classical […]

via Skater’s Waltz — A Unique Title For Me

Rapid rhyme #18

My cousin Kevin worked at Kew

he kept the kale well clipped

He couldn’t cut too closely though

in case his clippers slipped

 

He used a cutlass on the grass

as sharp as sharp could be

A fact that he regretted much

as he sliced right through his knee

 

Regardless, Kevin hopped around

but fell and banged his head

He rolled across the grass and then

he rolled into the bed

 

Alas poor Kevin is no more

succumbed to cuts too many

And if you want another verse

Well tough, there are not any!