Sounds like a communist plot to me. Where's the hammer to go with
the sickle? I don't recall that song at all; and my mind is sharp as a tack (another stupid expression).
Could be that we sang that song when we were just mind-numbed robots back
in those younger days. I grow old; I wear my trousers rolled. T S Elliot lives per his J Alfred Prufrock poem. Do I dare to eat a peach?
Another wasted day gone by,
Mr. Douglas, Pilgrim in Waiting
--- In dalton59@yahoogroups.com, patricia lee ..> wrote:
>
> in case this is just a family memory you can google it and listen to the
> music.....
> I somehow remember in grade school learning it....................? what say
> YOU?
>
>
> SWING THE SHINING SICKLE
> (Alice Riley & Jessie Gaynor)
>
> Swing the shining sickle,
> Cut the ripened grain,
> Flash it in the sunlight,
> Swing it once again.
> Tie the golden grain heads
> Into shining sheaves,
> Beautiful their color.
> As the autumn leaves.
>
> Pick the rosy apples,
> Pack away with care,
> Gather in the corn ears,
> Gleaming everywhere.
> Now the fruits are gathered,
> All the grains are in,
> Nuts are in the attic,
> Corn is in the bin.
>
> Lowdly blows the north wind,
> Through the shiv'ring trees,
> Bare are all the branches,
> Fallen all the leaves.
> Gathered is the harvest
> For another year,
> Now our day of gladness,
> Thanksgiving Day is here.
>
> Words Alice C. D. Riley, Misic Jessie L. Gaynor. From "Music Far and Near,"
> Music for Living Book Four, James L. Mursell et al., Silver Burdett Co.,
> 1962, p. 161 with music.
>
> On Sat, Nov 21, 2009 at 2:20 PM, jhdouglas59 ...> wrote:
>
> >
> >
> > OK. So who can name 5 Thanksgiving songs we used to sing in school?
> > I can only think of Over the River and Thru the Woods to Grandmother's
> > House We Go. The horse was lean and dank and swaybacked to carry the
> > sleigh and away we go. The horse knew the way to get lost and dump the kids
> > into the snow so he could stop and take a break. I think the horse was named
> > Stormy or maybe Mr. Ed. What horse in his right mind
> > would agree to truck a bunch of obnoxious kids to Grandma's house anyways?
> >
> > I don't recall ever taking a sleigh anywhere, let alone my Grandma's
> > house. Come to think of it, I didn't have any live Grandma's house
> > to go to since both of my Grandmas were long perished before I arrived
> > on the scene back in 1941. I imagine Grandma really would not have
> > looked forward to a bunch of screaming kids invading her space on T-Day.
> > After slinging hash in her dim-lighted crackerbox kitchen, the last
> > thing she needed was for a herd of crumbcrunchers to just mosey on in
> > to say "Happy Thanksgiving"!!!!
> >
> > So where are you celebrating Thanksgiving this year?
> >
> > We normally (if that's the right word choice) have our children and
> > their offspring at our home so I can cook the turkey on my Weber
> > charcoal grill. This year, to be different, our brood has arranged
> > for us to go primieval and celebrate T-Day at Inks Lake State Park in
> > Burnet, Tx. We do get to stay in a cabin with no heat and probably
> > no windows to shelter us from the bitter cold. At least the cabins
> > feature air conditioning which is a plus in the summer months.
> >
> > To continue the tradition, I am taking my Weber charcoal grill to Ink
> > Lakes State Park so I can possibly overcook the turkey and then use
> > a chainsaw to carve the bird. Better that than a pink turkey which
> > refuses to cook no matter how long you cook that bird. I have memories
> > of one year that we bought a turkey and it never did get done. I hope
> > that wasn't one of those 40 cents a pound turkeys like I bought this year.
> > I'll keep you posted about the outcome after the fact.
> >
> > What are your plans for this year?
> >
> > Just in case anyone is remotely interested.
> >
> > May your mincemeat and ground cherry pies be outstanding this year.
> >
> > Personally I prefer pumpkin pies and pecan pies.
> >
> > Hoping that everyone has a relatively ok mundane T-Day,
> >
> > Mr. Douglas--Pilgrim Extraordinaire
> >
> >
> >
>
