Ann Reed & Dan Chouinard Third Monday

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7pm March 15 2020 live from somewhere warm enough

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March: Women's History MonthMarch 8: International Women's Day

DARE YOU DO IT 1909(tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic)

There's a wave of indignation Rolling 'round and 'round the land

And its meaning is so mighty Ands its mission is so grand

That none but knaves and cowards Dare deny its just demand As we go marching on...

Men and brothers dare you do it? Men and brothers dare you do it? Men and brothers dare you do it

As we go marching on

Ye men who wrong your mothers And your wives and sisters too How dare you rob companions

Who are always brave and true? How dare you make them servants

Who are all the world to you As they go marching on?

Men and brothers dare you do it?

Men and brothers dare you do it? Men and brothers dare you do it

As we go marching on

Whence came your foolish notion Now so greatly overgrown

That a woman's sober judgment Is not equal to your own?

Has God ordained that suffrage Is a gift to you alone

While life goes marching on?

Men and brothers dare you do it? Men and brothers dare you do it? Men and brothers dare you do it

As we go marching on

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WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING

There's a tear in your eye And I'm wondering why

For it never should be there at allWith such power in your smile

Sure a stone you'd beguileSo there's never a teardrop should fall

When your sweet lilting laughter's Like some fairy song

And your eyes twinkle bright as can beYou should laugh all the while

And all other times smileAnd now smile a smile for me

When Irish eyes are smilingSure 'tis like a morn in spring

In the lilt of Irish laughterYou can hear the angels singWhen Irish hearts are happy

All the world seems bright and gay,And when Irish eyes are smilingSure, they steal your heart away

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b. March 30 1930 John AstinADDAMS FAMILY

They’re creepy and they’re kookyMysterious and spooky

They’re altogether ookeyThe Addams Family

The house is a museumWhen people come to see ‘em

They really are a scre-amThe Addams Family

Neat!Sweet!Petite!

So get a witch’s shawl onA broomstick you can crawl on

We’re going to pay a call onThe Addams Family

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b. March 1 1810 Frederick ChopinI'M ALWAYS CHASING RAINBOWS 1917 (1834)

At the end of the rainbow there's happinessAnd to find it, how often I've tried!

But my life is a race, just a wild goose chaseAnd my dreams have all been denied

Why have I always been a failure?What can the reason be?

I wonder if the world's to blame?I wonder if it could be me?

I'm always chasing rainbowsWatching clouds drifting by

My schemes are just like all my dreamsEnding in the sky

Some people look and find the sunshineI always look and find the rain

Some people make a winning sometimeI never even make a gain, believe me

I'm always chasing rainbowsWaiting to find a little bluebird in vain

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b. March 1 1927 Harry BelafonteJAMAICA FAREWELL 1957

Down the bay where the nights are gayAnd the sun shines daily

On the mountain topI took a trip on a sailing shipAnd when I reached Jamaica

I made a stop

But I'm sad to say I'm on my wayWon't be back for many a day

My heart is downMy head is turning aroundI had to leave a little girl

In Kingston town

Down the market you can hearLadies cry out

While on their heads they bear`Akey' rice, salt fish are nice

And the rum is fine any time of year

But I'm sad to say I'm on my wayWon't be back for many a day

My heart is downMy head is turning around

I had to leave a little girl In Kingston town

Sounds of laughter everywhereAnd the dancing girls sway to and fro

I must declare my heart is thereThough I've been from Maine to Mexico

But I'm sad to say I'm on my wayWon't be back for many a day

My heart is downMy head is turning aroundI had to leave a little girl

In Kingston town

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WHEN YOU AND I WERE YOUNG, MAGGIE

I wandered today to the hill, MaggieTo watch the scene below

The creek and the old rusting mill, MaggieAs we used to, long ago

The green grove is gone from the hill, MaggieWhere first the daisies sprung

The creaking old mill is now still, MaggieSince you and I were young

A city so silent and lone, MaggieWhere the young, and the gay, and the bestIn polished white mansions of stone, Maggie

Have each found a place of restIs built where the birds used to play, Maggie

And join in the songs that we sungFor we sang as lovely as they, Maggie

When you and I were young

They say that I'm feeble with age, MaggieMy steps are less sprightly than then

My face is a well-written page, MaggieAnd time alone was the pen

They say we are aged and grey, MaggieAs sprays by the white breakers flung

But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie

When you and I were young

And now we are aged and grey, MaggieThe trials of life nearly done

Let us sing to the days that are gone, MaggieWhen you and I were young

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b. March 20 1928 Fred RogersYOU ARE SPECIAL

You are my friendYou are special

You are my friendYou're special to me

You are the only one like youLike you, my friend

I like you

In the daytimeIn the nighttime

Any time that you feel's the right timeFor a friendship with me, you see

F-R-I-E-N-D

SpecialYou are my friend

You're special to meThere's only one in this wonderful world

You are special

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b. March 3 1849 Alexander Graham BellMarch 7 1876: patent for the telephone

HELLO, MA BABY 1899

Hello! ma BabyHello! ma honey

Hello! ma ragtime galSend me a kiss by wireBaby, my heart's on fire!

If you refuse meHoney, you'll lose me

Then you'll be left aloneOh baby, telephone

And tell me I'm your own

I've got a little baby, but she's out of sightI talk to her across the telephone

I've never seen ma honey, but she's mine, all rightSo take my tip, and leave this gal alone!

Ev'ry single morning you will hear me yell"Hey Central! fix me up along the line!"

He connects me with ma honey then I ring the bellAnd this is what I say to baby mine:

Hello! ma BabyHello! ma honey

Hello! ma ragtime gal

Send me a kiss by wireBaby, my heart's on fire!

If you refuse meHoney, you'll lose me

Then you'll be left aloneOh baby, telephone

And tell me I'm your own

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b. March 13 1933 Mike StollerLOVE POTION NUMBER 9 (1959)

I took my troubles down to Madame RuthYou know that gypsy

With the gold-capped toothShe's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and VineSelling little bottles of

Love Potion Number Nine

I told her that I was a flop with chicsI've been this way since 1956

She looked at my palm And she made a magic signShe said "What you need is Love Potion Number Nine"

She bent down and turned around

and gave me a winkShe said "I'm gonna make it up

right here in the sink"It smelled like turpentine

It looked like India inkI held my nose

I closed my eyesI took a drink

I didn't know if it was day or nightI started kissing everything in sightBut when I kissed a cop down on

Thirty-Fourth and VineHe broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine

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b. March 17 1919 Nat King ColeTOO YOUNG (1951)

They try to tell us we're too youngToo young to really be in loveThey say that love's a word

A word we've only heardBut can't begin to know the meaning of

And yet we're not too young to knowThis love will last though years may go

And then someday they may recallWe were not too young at all

And yet we're not too young to knowThis love will last though years may go

And then someday they may recallWe were not too young at all

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b. March 22 1923 Marcel Marceau

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Ann Reed song: TO THE EARTH

I pledge allegiance to the EarthTo water, sky and trees

And to the life that it sustainsAbove, below the seas

Any harm that’s done to herIs done to every being 

I pledge allegiance to the EarthAbove, below the seas

I dedicate my actions toThe healing and repair

Of damage done by rampant greedTo gifts left in my care

Half-asleep too many years,Now awake, aware

I dedicate my actions toThe gifts left in my care

The sacredness of all the EarthHer air so sweet, the scent

Her waters clean and freely flowI promise to defend

I am only one but handIn hand with others, friends

The sacredness of all the Earth

We promise to defend

I pledge allegiance to the EarthTo water, sky and trees

And to the life that it sustainsAbove, below the seas

Any harm that’s done to herIs done to every being 

I pledge allegiance to the Earth

Above, below the seasAbove, below the seas

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b. March 27 1924 Sarah VaughanSTAIRWAY TO PARADISE

All you preachersWho delight in panning the dancing teachers

Let me tell you, there are a lot of featuresOf the dance that carry you through

The gates of heaven

It's madnessTo be always sitting around in sadness

When you could be learning the Steps of gladness

You'll be happy when you can doJust six or seven

Begin today, you'll find it niceThe quickest way to paradise

When you practiceHere's the thing to know:

Simply say as you go

I'll build a stairway to ParadiseWith a new step ev'ry day

I'm gonna get there at any priceStand aside, I'm on my way

I've got the blues

And up above it's so fairShoes!

Go on and carry me thereI'll build a stairway to Paradise

With a new step every day

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b. March 5 1903 Irving Kahal (lyr)I'LL BE SEEING YOU (1938)

I’ll be seeing youIn all the old familiar places

That this heart of mine embracesAll day through

In that small cafeThe park across the wayThe children's carousel

The chestnut treeThe wishing well

I’ll be seeing youIn every lovely summer's day

In everything that's bright and gayI’ll always think of you that wayI’ll find you in the morning sun

And when the night is newI’ll be looking at the moon

But I'll be seeing you

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