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This is the spot to share your Grandparent's favorite songs, if you can remember them...My Gram is not with us anymore, but playing this for her when she was over always used to make her smile. I had to play it loud, Gram was hard of hearing. Hit it, Al.....

Spanish Eyes

Al Martino

Blue Spanish eyes, tear drops are falling from your Spanish eyes

Please, please don't cry, this is just "adios" and not "goodbye"

Soon I'll return bringing you all the love your heart can hold

Please say "Sí, sí", say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me

Blue Spanish eyes, prettiest eyes in all of Mexico

True Spanish eyes, please smile for me once more before I go

Soon I'll return bringing you all the love your heart can hold

Please say "Sí, sí", say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me

You and your Spanish eyes will wait for me

Ken....

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The Twist ~ Chubby Checker

Come on baby let's do the twist

Come on baby let's do the twist

Take me by my little hand and go like this

Ee-oh twist baby baby twist

Oooh-yeah just like this

Come on little miss and do the twist

My daddy is sleepin' and mama ain't around

Yeah daddy is sleepin' and mama ain't around

We're gonna twisty twisty twisty

'Til we turn the house down

Come on and twist yeah baby twist

Oooh-yeah just like this

Come on little miss and do the twist

Yeah you should see my little Sis

You should see my my litlle Sis

She really knows how to rock

She knows how to twist

Come on and twist yeah baby twist

Oooh-yeah just like this

Come on little miss and do the twist

Yeah rock on now

Yeah twist on now

Twist

I miss you, Gram.

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This is one my Gram like a whole lot...

My Melody Of Love

Bobby Vinton

Written by Bobby Vinton and Henry Mayer

Peaked at # 3 in 1974

I'm lookin' for a place to go so I can be all alone

From thoughts and memories

So that when the music plays I don't go back to the days

When love was you and me

CHORUS

Oh, oh moja droga jacie kocham

Means that I love you so

Moja droga jacie kocham

More than you'll ever know

Kocham ciebie calem serce

Love you with all my heart

Return and always be

My melody of love

Wish I had a place to hide all my sorrow, all my pride

I just can't get along

'cause the love once so fine keeps on hurtin' all the time

Where did I go wrong?

CHORUS

Oh, oh, {"la-la's" for the first line of chorus}

My melody of love

{"la-la's" for the first line of chorus}

My melody of love

{"la-la's" for the first line of chorus}

FADE

My melody of love

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My paternal Grandmother was very religious and in her 90s. Her favorite song was "Sweet Hour of Prayer". I used to play it on the piano every Sunday when she came to our house. She lived to be 97.

My maternal grandma loved Lawrence Welk. We used to dance while we watched the show. I LOVED that. One of the happiest times I can remember.

Oh, Lawrence Welk was big...I think that was the one show my Gram couldn't miss. They show reruns on public TV now and I can see the appeal it had for the much older generation...thank God Hee Haw came around and brought some whoop it up country into the house. (Gram liked that too).

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My grandmother loved George Benson and every time I hear this song I think of her...

Give Me The Night

George Benson

Whenever dark has fallen

you know the spirit of the party

starts to come alive

Until the day is dawning

you can throw out all your blues

and hit the city lights

'Cause there's music in the air

and lots of loving everywhere

so gimme the night

Gimme the night

You need the evening action,

a place to dine, a glass of wine,

a little late romance

It's a chain reaction

You'll see the people of the world

coming out to dance

'Cause there's music in the air

and lots of loving everywhere

so gimme the night

Gimme the night

So come on out tonight

and we'll lead the others

on a ride through paradise

And if you feel all right

then we can be lovers 'cause I see that

starlight look in your eyes

Don't you know we can fly?

Just gimme the night

Gimme the night

And if we stay together,

we'll feel the rhythm of the evening

taking us up high

Never mind the weather

We'll be dancing in the street

until the morning light

'Cause there's music in the air

and lots of loving everywhere

So gimme the night

Gimme the night...

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My maternal grandfather (he's 81) likes Mario Lanza and Johnny Cash. His favourite song is 'Man In Black'. My grandmother (she's 78) likes 'Unchained Melody' by the Righteous Brothers and 'Bridge Over Troubled Water' by Simon & Garfunkel.

My paternal grandfather loved country music, Johnny Cash, Patsy Cline, Slim Dusty. My grandmother didn't really listen to music much, but her favourite song was 'The Yellow Rose Of Texas'. They've both passed away.

Anyway, here is A Boy Named Sue for Pop and Pa.

A Boy Named Sue

Johnny Cash

My daddy left home when I was three

And he didn't leave much to ma and me

Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.

Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid

But the meanest thing that he ever did

Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke

And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,

It seems I had to fight my whole life through.

Some gal would giggle and I'd get red

And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,

I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,

My fist got hard and my wits got keen,

I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.

But I made a vow to the moon and stars

That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars

And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July

And I just hit town and my throat was dry,

I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.

At an old saloon on a street of mud,

There at a table, dealing stud,

Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad

From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,

And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.

He was big and bent and gray and old,

And I looked at him and my blood ran cold

And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!

Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes

And he went down, but to my surprise,

He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.

But I busted a chair right across his teeth

And we crashed through the wall and into the street

Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men

But I really can't remember when,

He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.

I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,

He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,

He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough

And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough

And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.

So I give ya that name and I said goodbye

I knew you'd have to get tough or die

And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight

And I know you hate me, and you got the right

To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.

But ya ought to thank me, before I die,

For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye

Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun

And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,

And I came away with a different point of view.

And I think about him, now and then,

Every time I try and every time I win,

And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him

Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!

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