What are your favorite songs?
There are just too many rock and roll songs for this to be a category to comment on. Also, technically I think that a tune must have lyrics to be considered a song. I’ve always considered instrumentals to be songs too and overall, I like them better. I’m inclined to like folk songs. More often their lyrics are meaningful and pleasant. Three English folk songs by one of my favorite folk artists, Martin Carthy, stand out; Three Jolly Sneaksmen, King Knapperty, and Three Cripples. All are humorous. I also like Irish dance music. Jockey to the Fair, the Gold Ring and Colonel Fraser are three of the best examples.
I talked about my favorite musicians in another section and listed some of my favorite songs from my youth there. I don’t really sing much because I don’t have a nice singing voice but one song that has been woven in and out of my whole life is “You Are My Sunshine.” I don’t really remember my mom singing that song to me but I do remember her singing it to my younger sister when she was a baby and to every baby I ever saw her her cuddle and rock. So I will assume she sang it to me too. That song stands for pure love in my life.
When my children were born I sang it to them while I fed them, at bedtime, when they were sick, or anytime we had a cuddle. When our grandchildren were born, I sang the same song to them for the same reasons and in the same situations. I think I only sang to Wyatt and Augie when they were tiny infants because I wasn’t close enough to take care of them for long stretches at a time. The funny thing was that I only knew the words to one of the verses and the chorus which I just sang over and over again. I was never curious about the other verses and never bothered to learn them. Probably Lance, Wendy, Rachel and Ben think that is all of the words to the song!
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away
The other night dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
When I awoke dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head and I cried
This post is part of the StoryWorth project that I am participating in.
At the ButchieBoy main page click the Storyworth catagory to see all the entries in the series.