My family has had music in our lives for at least 4 generations. Music is what brought my grandfather to America from England. He came “across the pond” to join his brother, a concert pianist on tour in America. He loved it here and sent for my grandmother, and that’s how I came to speak with a mild southern accent rather than a cockney accent.
Over the years there have been a lot of songs that meant something special to me. Songs that I’ve performed, songs that were dedicated to me, and songs that bring forth memories of people, place and events that were a big part of my life. So I thought it would be fun to start trolling YouTube and posting some of them here on my blog as I find them.
This song will always remind me of my grandfather who used to love to teach my sisters and I a song and a dance to perform at family gatherings. Kind of funny that the song is about prostitutes who didn’t want to work on Sundays. I often wonder if our grandfather knew this and was laughing to himself. I also wonder if our grandmother knew and just didn’t say anything or what!