The Golden Gate Quartet Sings 048

I hear those echoes calling Sing me! Go on again, skip to my Lou, Go on again, skip to my Lou, Go on again, skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou, my Lou, my Lou, Howdy neighbors, this is Tom Scott, and the voices you hear belong to the famous Golden Gate Quartet.

Together we'd like to bring you the songs that grew up with our country. Songs of the mountains, the rivers, the prairies, and the men who traveled over them. Songs that tell the story of the hopes and joys, the laughter and the tears that went into the building of our land, our America.

Gone again, skip to my darling. Clocked the preachers, sons, he preached all over the plains. The high text he ever took was, I load Jack and the game so fast Well, old Joe's fine Fine as he could be He ran a red fork around the stump And a coon of a hollow tree

So fast, old Joe's fine See that gala mind please tell her this to me That when she rolls all that dough roll up Or dirty sleaze so fast Get on her haystack A hawk came flying by He grabbed a chicken by the neck And the feathers began to fly so fast If I had a nickel

I wish I had a dime I wish I had a pretty gal to kiss and call her my soul. Ha ha ha! Man, that's too fast for me. Give me some. Ooh, ooh! Did you get a look at that gal in the pink skirt?

Did she whirl on that last figure? You were looking at the wrong one. The one dressed in red looked like a spinning top on a piece of glass. Well, what are you going to the door for? You're going to miss the next set.