My mother was an absolutely lovely singer, with a repertoire that consisted of pop songs from the '20s, some god-awful songs like "Louisville Lou" and "Lovin' Sam" (which, of course, are the ones I most clearly remember), plus a neat version of "Our Goodman" (Five Nights Drunk) that she learned from an older brother ca. 1917, down in south-central Pennsylvania. We also sang all the "101 Favorite Songs" during family sings around the piano, and a whole pile of standard Protestant hymns (right out of the book, I'm afraid). Only a few of these were captured on tape before she died, unfortunately. She was in California and I live in the East, and my sisters out there didn't get around to recording her singing before the strokes robbed her of her ability to do it. Let this stand as a warning to all of you: don't delay!