I was in the 4th grade about the time Davy Crockett everything was the rage. Some aspiring “American Idol” type (only it was Arthur Godfrey’s Talent Scouts in my time) introduced us to a new version of “On Top Of Ol’ Smokie”. Sample verse below:
On top of Ol’ Smokie
All covered with snow...
I saw Davy Crockett
Kissin’ Marilyn Monroe...
And it when on from there to many other verses that extended my vocabulary at this early age.
Before anyone jumps me about the vulgarity, let me assure this was back in the time when men were men, women were women, and kids could tell the difference.
Somehow I missed all the dirty lyrics of folk songs and tv show theme songs! Seriously deprived kiddiehood. My husband, growing up in the tough Italian neighborhoods of the Bronx, knew them all.
Funny, I haven’t seen anyone mention “grandma’s lye soap” as a remedy to the situation.
Oh I know. The liberal crowd would find that to be too cruel in this new progressive world of change. I expect they would recommend some analysis by a liberal psychologist or maybe....abortion. Yes, that’s it. /s
Before anyone jumps me about the vulgarity, let me assure this was back in the time when men were men, women were women, and kids could tell the difference.
Amen to that