First Song-Swanee

Crosby Cluny number 20 for broadcast Friday, March 25th, 1960. Greetings, friends, greetings, and greetings to you, Rosemary. And greetings to you, Bing. Now, about the opening, the beginning. Who, uh, who takes our first year and is delightful to our forefellas and company and general electric light bulbs?

Why don't you sing us a song, Bing? Think I can get away with it, huh? Oh, sure. You're practically elected by popular acclaim, which just happens to be me. I thank you, Miss. Clam. Just call me, Pop.

Oh, popular. I've been away from you a long time, never thought I'd miss you so. Somehow I feel your love was real near you, a long day. The birds are singing it is sometimes, the band just drumming soft and low.

I know that you ain't for me to Swarnie, you're calling me Swarnie, love ya, I love you my dear old Swarnie I'd give the world to thee, among the folks in The ax-haven, oh my man, in waiting, praying for me Down by the swanning, the folks have not Gotta seem no more when I go to the swanning shore

Coming back to swanning, oh mammy, little mammy I love you folks as far among the folks Saving no mammy, oh she's waiting for me, needs me Desires me down, down by the swan-ey The folks up north will see me no more

When I go to this morning I love to watch Buddy Coldplay that piano Oh Daddy's Real Dexter is his name What hands, what hands? And speaking of hands it reminds me of Gentle Fell Gentle F-E-L-S Fell Gentle Fell is the dishwashing detergent that protects your hands Do you know how many times a day a woman's hands dip into dishwash?