Hello friends... Its singing time! I want to present a song I used to hear when I was a little boy and which I happened to stumble upon some months back. It is entitled Darling, Go Home *Winks* FRANZ: Darling, go home, your husband is ill. MIRIAM: Is he ill? Let them give him a pill. Oh, come my dear Franz, just one more dance. Then Ill go home to my poor old man, then Ill go home to my poor old man. FRANZ: Darling, go home, your husband is worse. MIRIAM: Is he worse? Well I am no nurse. Come my dear Franz, just one more dance. Then Ill go home to my poor old man, then Ill go home to my poor old man. FRANZ: Darling, go home, your husband is dead. MIRIAM: Is he dead? Then there is no more to be said. Oh, come my dear Franz, just one more dance. Then Ill go home to my poor old man, then Ill go home to my poor old man. FRANZ: Darling, go home, the will is to be read. MIRIAM: Whats that you said? FRANZ: I said the will is to be read. MIRIAM: Oh, no, no, my dear Franz, this is no time to dance. I must go weep for my poor old man, I must go weep for my poor old man! May such women never come our way! GOOD MORNING FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!!
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 07:37:57 +0000
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