Song Lyric Sunday – What? No Rules? Meet My Family, Then!

You know what happens when there are no rules? People run amuck doing whatever they please. Jim certainly let the chickens out of the hen house today! And I am shattering any idea of rules!

I decided today would be a good day to introduce you to my family through music. When I think about them I tried to focus on what song rises to the top in my memories.

Dad was a big man with a deep bass voice. He was a bit of a scoundrel in his early days but he was my best friend, my confidant, my biggest cheerleader. We took a lot of road trips and singing was always a way to pass the time. On long trips everyone would fall asleep except Dad and I. Behind the drivers seat I sat and would rub his shoulders to keep him awake as he drove into the night. This is when he would start singing the spiritual and hymn “Steal Away”. I looked hard to find an arrangement that sounded the most like Dad. This one by McHenry Boatright comes the closest.

Mom always shared her music with me. This is where I learned about Glenn Miller, Ned Miller, and Vaughn Monroe among others. “Racing With the Moon” was Vaughn Monroe’s signature song, highlighting his wonderful baritone voice. Hearing this song makes me think Mom is just in the next room listening to the record player.

Picking a song that reminded me of my sister, BJ, was difficult. She loved all the oldies from her generation. It came down to deciding between Elvis and Ricky Nelson. “Travelin’ Man” won out simply because I can see her popping the 45 on the record player and singing along. Remember watching Ozzie and Harriet and hoping there would be time for Ricky to sing at the end of the show?

My sister Rosie was a huge Paul Revere and the Raiders fan. She attended a Christian college in Tennessee and spent a great deal of time in Cherokee, NC. The outdoor play “Unto These Hills” depicts the pain and suffering that was a result of the Indian Removal Act of 1830, resulting in what is now known  as “The Trail of Tears”. She fought tirelessly for Native American rights. This song is one that always makes me think of her even though it contains some inaccuracies which seem to plague American history.

My brother is another story altogether. For him it was between The Beatles, The Left Banke, and Every Mother’s Son. I pondered “Get Back”, “Pretty Ballerina”, and “Come On Down to My Boat”. He drove me nuts with the first two putting the 45s on and playing them with the arm off. So, the winner today is Every Mother’s Son.

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23 thoughts on “Song Lyric Sunday – What? No Rules? Meet My Family, Then!”

  1. Such an interesting iidea to showcase your family by using their musical favourites. I have no siblings, but my dad was an accomplished singer, and performed regularly in London pubs. He admired Frankie Laine, and Tony Bennet, and when I was older, I got to watch him sing on stage. This was one of his most requested songs.

    My mum couldn’t sing, but she had her favourite singers, and played records all of her life. This was not only one of her favourites, but also became one of mine. It was released the same year I was born.

    Best wishes, Pete.

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    1. Mom had a few Frankie Laine albums but I do not recall that particular song, Pete. I always loved Kay Starr and this is a beautiful song for her voice. Thank you for sharing them. It must have been something to hear your father sing on stage.

      (I had to rescue your post from the trash – not sure how it got there. All of my comments I leave for Frank disappear into thin air so who knows. I must be blocked in some way.)

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  2. I sing all the time but I never heard anybody singing in the family growing up.
    I always enjoyed Paul Revere’s music; but I had no idea what a riot he was live until I worked him. What a fun act.

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  3. My dad loved Perry Como. My mom Gilbert and Sullivan. My siblings liked whatever I liked since I was the oldest and brought home the records. Paul Revere and the Raiders played at an after football game dance when I was in high school. They weren’t famous yet.

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  4. Your house must’ve been so much fun with all that different music! Did you all play records at the same time??!! Lol.
    My Dad blasted operas every weekend morning!! As a teenager, I sure did NOT appreciate him disturbing my sleep and even today, i am NOT an opera fan!!

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  5. These are all great selections. “Come on down to my boat” was popular in ’67, the year my dad died. My cousin could play it, and I thought that was the coolest thing…

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    1. John, I can imagine how cool it was to hear someone you knew play a popular song. It was another song that defined a certain era. How old were you when your dad died? I was 18 when my mom died and that was tough. I feel like you must have been quite young.


      1. I was two months shy of my 11th birthday. The day we visited my cousin (actually cousin once removed, he was my mom’s uncle’s son) we had just been to a travel agent, booking a trip to California. We didn’t realize it at the time, but Mom was thinking of moving us, and she was out there looking for teaching positions…


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