Walt Robertson described how he was once singing "The Fox," a song he could get through in his sleep. And that was the problem. His mind wandered. When he got to the line, "He ran 'til he came to—"   he suddenly realized that he didn't know where he was in the song. Were the next words "a great big pen" or "his cozy den?" He was flummoxed.

So he said, "Well . . . here I am with the words all dangling down-o!"

Got a big laugh.

Don Firth