In The Good Old Summertime by Abbie

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Summer is already upon us, picnics, concerts in the park, parades, and of course love. One of the songs I sang when I worked as a registered music therapist in a nursing home was about strolling down a shady lane, holding hands with the one you love and that person being your tootsie wootsie. To hear a barbershop version, go to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKvLCwInPGA .

Walk Summer FlowersI recently came up with a parody while out walking. You can click on the link below to hear me sing it. Because of my limited vision, I use a cane. Others who are blind or visually impaired walk with dogs.

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In the good old summertime, in the good old summertime,

strolling down the shady lane with my cane divine,

I hold its handle and swing as I walk, and that’s a very good sign

that it will guide me safely in the good old summertime.

 

In the good old summertime, in the good old summertime, ruff ruff,

strolling down the shady lane with my doggy fine,

I hold his harness, and “forward” I say, and that’s a very good sign

that he will guide me safely in the good old summertime, ruff ruff.

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https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/15213189/good%20old%20summertime%20parody.mp3

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Walk in Woods

What are your memories of summer?

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11 thoughts on “In The Good Old Summertime by Abbie

  1. Abbie,
    My friends and I would pack a brown bag lunch and hike down or up the creek, and find adventures along the way. We’d throw rocks, capture butterflies, find wild berries and feel like we discovered places no one had seen before. This wasn’t out in the country, this is a suburb outside of Philadelphia but it had just enough wildness to fuel our imaginations.
    Thanks for the post.
    – Stephen

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  2. I’m now singing summer songs, Abbie- in my head – since my singing skills are strictly ‘off-key’ a lot of the time. I love the ‘ruff ruff’ as well. 🙂

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