Me and My Goose
Today I am not paying homage to the Alices Restaurant movement as I am sure they are doing so on the East Coast as I write. Instead I will pay homage via Youtube to another Arlo Guthrie song for those of you who will be dining on some sort of bird today.
Please click this link Me and My Goose
Me and my goose
Me and my pal
We had some very good times
Me and my goose his name was Al
And he cost only a dime
Me and my pal
We had some very good times
Me and my goose his name was Al
And he cost only a dime
Over meadows we'd stray
Playing all day
I missed him at night until dawn
Then one day I found he wasn't around
I wondered where Al could have gone
Playing all day
I missed him at night until dawn
Then one day I found he wasn't around
I wondered where Al could have gone
I looked everywhere he just wasn't there
Where could a goose be all day
I miss my pal
I miss my Al
It's sad that things turned out this way
Where could a goose be all day
I miss my pal
I miss my Al
It's sad that things turned out this way
Then mom brought him
I remeber her grin
Stuffed with his feet pointed straight
I remeber her grin
Stuffed with his feet pointed straight
I'll never forget the night that we ate
Al off of the old yellow plate
Al off of the old yellow plate
posted by The Guy Who Writes This at 6:17 AM
7 Comments:
I ALWAYS listen to Alice's Restaurant on this day. But the Goose named Al is pretty good too (and MUCH shorter)
Have a great day. Thankful to still call you friend (don't puke because that sounded like sappy sentiment)
Auntie
You need to operate your crystal radio set more often, Guy!
Karen Carpenter became the new Christmas singer 35 years ago.
:-Q
Auntie, friends we shall always be...
Gearhead, Oddly I have a crystal radio here somewhere. And Karen Carpenter died because she didn't eat her TG dinner. Sorry, but no one person has taken the crown from Bing.
Hey Guy, are you going to have any honey this year? or are you ignoring my email because you already sold it all? Hope all is ok with you.
jb
JB, I haven't recieved any emails from you. Try sending one to brbpress@gmail.
As for the honey, I'll know later today how much I have. I still haven't processed it, but I'll say it has been the worst year ever for production.
In 1969 I church youth group went to Portland to see Alice's Restaurant. We stayed over night at a big church, camping as it were with sleeping bags on the floor. There I met and fell for a girl a new girl to the group a year younger than me. She was 13. Some years ears later we got married and had a beautiful daughter who grew to become a very talented singer, songwriter, guitarist and performer. Though her mother and I separated we still occasionally all get together on Thanksgiving, play music, watch Alice's Restaurant, rejoice, give thanks and imbibe too much.
Veery creative post
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