We had radio and a phonograph from the time I was small. Probably because we lived in the country and relied on the radio for news of the community and world.
Back then they did not post a great deal of world news unless critical shocking.
We actually went to the movies to get the clips of the War in between the films being shown. We always had two films to see and some cartoons.
My first experience with a phonograph was one my Aunt and Uncle had gotten. You had to crack it up and very carefully put the needle on the record without dropping it or scratching the records. They were Bakalite back then.
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The records were one song per side. Later they became multi songs per side. Even later they changed to plastic material and instead of 78's were 33's.
So when my country raised parents and relatives were able to buy a music album by their favorite singers, I was exposed to their singing.
Don't Fence Me In, by Bing Crosby and then by the Sons of the Pioneers. It was many years later that I learned Roy Rogers was a member of the Son's of the Pioneers in the beginning. But the album Dad bought was by Bing Crosby. It is great to know it was written by Cole Porter for music and words by Cole Porter and Robert Fletcher.
It instantly comes to mind. I can see my country home and families country homes in Wyoming and northern California when this song runs through my mind.
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I loved to hear this song sung and to sing along with my parents and family. I know that many people sang it. Our album was with Bing Crosby. I liked every song in that album and still play them once in awhile because my husband copied them on our reel to reel with Dad's help back in the 70's.
When I want to take myself away from the city I think of this song, DON'T FENCE ME IN
(Cole Porter)
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in.
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in.
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
Underneath the western skies.
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hovels and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hovels and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
Underneath the western skies
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
mudcat.org: Origins: Don't Fence Me In (Cole Porter)And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
The song says much about how I feel and where I prefer to live and how.
Have you ever gone out in the prairie and looked at the sky and the range and seen the beauty that
God has made? It so reminds me of Wyoming.
My other favorite song is religious: THE OLD RUGGED CROSS.
Randy Seaver, I read your http://www.geneamusings.com/2006/04/i-love-50s-and-60s-music.html
ReplyDeleteThose were songs that were very much listened to and enjoyed. Dad liked Bill Haley and the Comets, Hubby loved Buddy Holly and the Crickets and Sis loved Carl Perkins, Mom loved anything Frank Sinatra.