Whenever we would go on a drive with Dad and Mom, in the big green van, (…with all of the seats pulled out so that we could haul padding and upholstry fabric home from Silver States…)we listened to Dad’s music. He would turn off the CB radio, and pop in one of his favorite 8-tracks!
It had to ba a proud moment for him when his 3 little girls would belt out all of the words to “Chug-a-lug” by Roger Miller! (only listen to the first half of this recording..there is some other lame song that comes on!)
I still remember the chorus!
Here is my other favorite Roger Miller tune.
Once, when we traveling to a national park, I remember that My sister Diana and I were getting very bored with the drive….and the music. We happened to be listening to Roger Whitaker this time. He is a great singer, and he whistles…..a lot! To make the journey more lively, Diana started to lip synch the whistling parts of the songs. We laughed hard, and until we got into trouble. I found the video to the best whistling song, Mexican Whistler, but it won’t allow you to embed it into your blog! (RUDE!!!) So, if you want a chortle, follow this link. You should even try to lip synch along!
My Dad is a cool man! He taught me how to make up my own words to songs. He taught me that songs can make people laugh. He also taught me some things that I shouldn’t repeat………….
Happy Fathers Day Sneaky Pete!
Here’s to metal detecting,
Cows waking up on our way to Strawberry,
and saying “ewwwwwww” when we watched you hug and kiss Mom in the kitchen!
I love you!