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[aid] => mick
[title] => Singing for the Crowd
[time] => 2003-10-27 22:44:03
[hometext] => Singing for my crowd meant my six beautiful daughters, reality is better than dreams and fantasy
[bodytext] => I would be a singer standing on a stage Singing songs I learned from Miss Patty Paige The band would be big, a Glen Miller sound We would tour the world goin' round and round Those were the dreams of a young school girl The thoughts of this in my mind did whirl Well I sang for a crowd but a much smaller size The faces that watched me held six pairs of eyes The crowd would cheer then I finished my tune Then they would beg, "just one more, maybe two Don't stop Mama sing Grandfather's clock No, cryed the big girls, can't you sing a little rock"? Life would have been different if my dreams had come true And I'd spent my life singing ballads and blues I'd never have known the sight of those faces No sweet little girl kisses and warm embraces I couldn't see ahead to what was meant to be Thank you God for not listening to me. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 23 [informant] => peg [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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