Showing posts with label Rockabilly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rockabilly. Show all posts
Carleen


I love rockabilly and was thrilled when I stumbled across a collection of ultra rare recordings in a multiple disc collection. Even better, I was ecstatic to find some of my favorites on You Tube! Although you won't be able to see a performance -- these songs were recorded long before the days of music videos -- at least you'll get to hear some fantastic music that paved the way for the rock and roll that most of us are familiar with.



I couldn't find much on Johnny Buckett and his Cumberland River Boys, the recording artist you'll hear, but I can tell you that the song was written and recorded in 1946 by a man named Tampa Red. The innuendo is not as thinly veiled as one would expect for the Forties, so I would imagine the song was quite scandalous in its day. Considering the language of much of today's music, however, it's as mild as Ivory soap by comparison!

Enjoy!






Lyrics:

Look-a here baby, listen to my song,
don't get mad because it ain't no harm,
I want to play with your poodle, can I play with your poodle,
Let me play with your poodle, I mean your little poodle dog.

He's the best little poodle I ever seen,
And what I like about him, you keeps him clean,
Let me play with your poodle, let me play with your poodle,
Let me play with your poodle, I mean your little poodle dog.

Your little poodle got long black shaggy hair,
look like a face, like a teddy bear,
But can I play with your poodle, let me play with your poodle,
play with your poodle, I mean your little poodle dog.

I like the way he twists his tail,
I would buy him but he ain't for sale,
But let me play with your poodle, let me play with your poodle,
Let me play with your poodle, I mean your little poodle dog.

I play so soft, so gently and sweet,
I would like to play with him each one day a week,
Now can I play with your poodle, let me play with your poodle,
Let me play with your poodle, I mean your little poodle dog.
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Carleen
Brenda Lee, "Little Miss Dynamite," has sold more than 100 million records, more than any other woman in the history of recorded music -- yes, even more than Madonna and Whitney! She's had more double-sided hits than any woman in pop music.

Brenda has charted in more categories (including Pop/Rock, Rock, Easy Listening and Country) than any other female in the history of recorded music.

In 1989, Brenda was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame; in 1997, she was inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame where she is still the youngest person ever to receive this honor.

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Lyrics

My baby whispers in my ear
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
He knows the things I like to hear
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings

Things he wouldn't tell nobody else
Secrets, baby
I keep them to myself
Sweet nothings Mm, Mm sweet nothings

We walk along hand in hand
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Yeah, we both understand
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Sittin' in class or trying to read my book
My baby, give me that special look
Sweet nothings Mm, Mm, sweet nothings

I'm sitting on my front porch
Mm, Mm sweet nothings
Well, do I love you? Of course
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Mama turned on the front porch light
And said "Come in darling
That's enough for tonight"
Sweet nothings
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Sweet nothings
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Sweet nothings



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