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I remember when I was young;
Times were hard when I was young.
Daddy would sit us in a circle, try to teach us vocal parts.
But we sounded so absurd,
’cause nobody ever sang the third.
For a singin’ group, we just weren’t all that sharp.
Daddy sang bass, Momma sang tenor;
Me and little brother sang bass and tenor;
Singin’ Gospel songs so bad it was a sin.
Daddy sang bass, Momma sang tenor;
Me and little brother sang bass and tenor;
All the dogs out in the yard would join right in. – Pinkard & Bowden
ALL YOUR BASS ARE BELONG TO US on The Overnight Open Thread.
