Some time on the 6th of July, we'd been in the delivery room for God knows how long. I was getting kind of loopy. Maureen was feeling just great on drugs. Somehow, her mother and I started talking about the song, Ol' Man River. So, Maureen's all doped up, John's refusing to come out of the womb, and Grammy Brady and I are singing Ol' Man River. I thought I'd add this clip to remind Maureen of the delivery room. Plus, I'll make sure John sings it during his audition for American Idol in 15-years.
It's not one of her favorite songs. One time, I apparently rambled on and on and on about Showboat after I'd had quite a few cocktails. I just wouldn't shut up. Oh well, it is a great show and movie.
I don't agree with Paul Robeson's politics (Pure Communism has proven to be a failure.); however, he had quite the voice...especially on Ol' Man River. It's one of those songs that I think most people can relate to at different points in their life. Sure, we can't relate to the slavery aspect, but anyone who has ever worked a day in his/her life can apply it.
It's not one of her favorite songs. One time, I apparently rambled on and on and on about Showboat after I'd had quite a few cocktails. I just wouldn't shut up. Oh well, it is a great show and movie.
I don't agree with Paul Robeson's politics (Pure Communism has proven to be a failure.); however, he had quite the voice...especially on Ol' Man River. It's one of those songs that I think most people can relate to at different points in their life. Sure, we can't relate to the slavery aspect, but anyone who has ever worked a day in his/her life can apply it.
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