It is now late April. I continue to be able to see my breath at night. This confuses and bothers me.
I dream of summer.
Rocky Island (“Ho, Honey, Ho”)
(Traditional, sung by the Osborne Brothers)
Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
If I don’t get the girl I love
I won’t have none at all
Going to Rocky Island
Going where I’m gone
See my Candy darling
Ho honey ho
Get up on the mountain
Sow a little cane
Make a barrel of sorghum
Sweetin’ ole Liza Jane
Black clouds a-rising
Sure sign of rain
Get your old gray bonnet
See little Liza Jane
(Traditional, sung by the Osborne Brothers)
Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
If I don’t get the girl I love
I won’t have none at all
Going to Rocky Island
Going where I’m gone
See my Candy darling
Ho honey ho
Get up on the mountain
Sow a little cane
Make a barrel of sorghum
Sweetin’ ole Liza Jane
Black clouds a-rising
Sure sign of rain
Get your old gray bonnet
See little Liza Jane