Check out Susan Cowsill singing backup.

 maryte wrote: 
ha ha he's got training wheels on his canoe 

Mexican Radio - Wall of Voodoo


.................nah, just kidding.

 ed wrote: 
Wow, haven't even thought of that one in years! I still have that one on 45 tucked away in a box somewhere in my basement. Might ahve to dig that out for a listen!

 arsenault wrote: 

 arsenault wrote: 
I made a ringtone for my Treo :)

Hocus Pocus   FOCUS

New Gold Dream - Simple Minds


I miss them!

Bertha Butt Boogie - Jimmy Castor Bunch No question!

 ed wrote: 
"Popcorn" by Hot Butter? I have it on my mp3 player as well as "Percolator (Twist)" by Billy Joe and the Checkmates.  I'm still trying to find "Hocus Pocus" by Focus though.

Supposedly Eibhlín, a riún translates as "Evelyn, my secret (love)"
I know a valley fair, Eileen Aroon
I know a cottage there, Eileen Aroon
Far in the valley shade
I know a tender maid
Flow'r of the hazel glade, Eileen Aroon

Who in the song so sweet, Eileen Aroon
Who in the dance so fleet, Eileen Aroon
Dear are her charms to me,
dearer her laughter free,
Dearest her constancy, Eileen Aroon

Were she no longer true, Eileen Aroon
What would her lover do, Eileen Aroon
Fly with a broken chain,
far o'er the sounding main
Never to love again, Eileen Aroon

Youth will in time decay, Eileen Aroon
Beauty must fade away, Eileen Aroon
Castles are sacked in war,
chieftains are scattered far,
Truth is a fixed star, Eileen Aroon

dionysius wrote: 
 Southern_Boy wrote: 

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Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are setting in
And when a woman tells me that my face she'll soon forget
Before we part, I ought to croon, she'd be fain to follow it yet

Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The swallow skims without a thought as long as it is Spring
But when Spring goes and Winter blows my love and you'll be fain
For all your pride to follow me, were it across the stormy main

And the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The bee that flew when Summer shone in Winter cannot sting
I've seen a woman's anger melt between the night and morn
And it's surely not a harder thing to tame a woman's scorn

So never say me farewell here, no farewell I'll receive
For you shall see me to the stile, and kiss and take your leave
But I'll stay here till the woodcock comes and the martlet starts to sing
Since the snow it melts the soonest, when the winds begin to sing

 Southern_Boy wrote: 
Middle or Dark, to be exact.

"Seasons in the Sun'

Oh wait, there's a REASON you rarely hear that one anymore.

 dionysius wrote: 
OMG!!! Its been ages!!!!!!

The introit Gaudeamus omnes, or any monophonic liturgical plainchant.