Sorry about that. I'm a real triple-threat!
I should add that my father picked up a few songs while working in the Oklahoma oil fields ("Takes a Wearied Man to Sing a Wearied Song," etc.) and had a few gems like "The Road to Mandalay" and "Sailor Beware" from his college glee club days, but had almost nothing from his youth in the Ozarks (worse luck). I think he aspired too fiercely to join the middle-class; putting all the good rural stuff behind him. On family trips, we were stuck with hideobilia like "The Bear Went Over the Mountain" and similar trivia.
Sandy (fading back to pass....)
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