Pinwheel of Death

Irving Gordon


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Writers Irving Gordon

Genres Pop, Americana, Children-Novelty

Recorded 1960

Lyrics OH WHAT DID DEL-A-WARE BOY,
WHAT DID DELAWARE?
WHAT DID DEL-A-WARE BOY,
WHAT DID DELAWARE?
SHE WORE A BRAND NEW JERSEY,
SHE WORE A BRAND NEW JERSEY.
SHE WORE A BRAND NEW JERSEY,
THAT'S WHAT SHE DID WEAR.

ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!

OH, WHY DID CALI-FON-IA,
WHY DID CALI-FON?
WHY DID CALI-FON-IA,
WAS SHE ALL ALONE?

SHE CALLED TO SAY HA-WA-YA,
SHE CALLED TO SAY HA-WA-YA.
SHE CALLED TO SAY HA-WA-YA,
THAT'S WHY SHE DID CALL.

UNO, DEIS, TRE, QUATTRO!

OH WHAT DID MISSI SIP BOY,
WHAT DID MISSI SIP?
WHAT DID MISSI SIP BOY,
THROUGH HER PRETTY LIPS?

SHE SIPPED A MINNE SOTA,
SHE SIPPED A MINNE SOTA.
SHE SIPPED A MINNE SOTA,
THAT'S WHAT SHE DID SIP.

WHERE HAS OREGON BOY,
WHERE HAS OREGON?
IF YOU WAN AL-ASK-A,
AL-ASK-A WHERE SHE'S GONE.

SHE WENT TO PAY HER TEXAS,
SHE WENT TO PAY HER TEXAS.
SHE WENT TO PAY HER TEXAS,
THAT'S WHERE SHE HAS GONE.

WELL HOW DID WIS-CON-SIN BOY?
SHE STOLE A NEW-BRASS-KEY,
TOO BAD THAT ARKAN SAW BOY,
AND SO DID TENNE-SEE.

IT MADE POOR FLORI-DI BOY,
IT MADE POOR FLORI-DI, YOU SEE.
SHE DIED IN MISS-OUR-I BOY,
SHE DIED IN MISS-OUR-I.
OH WHAT DID DEL-A-WARE BOY,
WHAT DID DELAWARE?
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Writers Irving Gordon

Genres Standard, Country, Pop, Folk, Americana, Family

Recorded 1951

Lyrics I CAN'T RECALL MY MOTHER,
I DON'T REMEMBER DAD,
MISTER AND MISSISSIPPI
WAS ALL I EVER HAD.

OH, I WAS BORN TO WANDER,
I WAS BORN TO ROAM,
AND MISTER AND MISSISSIPPI
MADE ME FEEL AT HOME.

MY CRADLE WAS THE RIVER,
MY SCHOOL A RIVER BOAT,
MY TEACHER WAS A GAMBLER,
THE SLICKEST ONE AFLOAT.
MY TEACHER WAS A GAMBLER,
THE SLICKEST ONE AFLOAT,
HE TAUGHT ME NOT TO GAMBLE
ON A PETTICOAT.

OH, I WAS BORN TO WANDER,
I WAS BORN TO ROAM,
AND MISTER AND MISSISSIPPI
MADE ME FEEL AT HOME.

OH, DARLING HOW I LOVE YOU,
WHAT MORE IS THERE TO SAY?
I LOVE YOU LIKE A BAREFOOT GIRL
LOVES THE SUMMER DAY.
THE WAY A WANDERING GYPSY
LOVES THE CHANGING SEA,
JUST LIKE THE RESTLESS RIVER
LOVES OLD NEW ORLEANS.

I LOVE A TINY VILLAGE,
A QUIET COUNTRY TOWN,
A HOUSE,
A LITTLE GARDEN
WITH KIDDIES RUNNING AROUND.
YOU'D BE A FAITHFUL HUSBAND,
I'D BE A TRUSTY FRIEND,
UNTIL I HEARD THAT STEAMBOAT
COMING AROUND THE BEND.

OH, I WAS BORN TO WANDER,
I WAS BORN TO ROAM,
AND MISTER AND MISSISSIPPI
MADE ME FEEL AT HOME.
OH, I WAS BORN TO WANDER,
I WAS BORN TO ROAM,
AND MISTER AND MISSISSIPPI
MADE ME FEEL AT HOME.
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Writers Irving Gordon

Genres Standard, Ballad

Recorded 1991

Lyrics UNFORGETTABLE,
THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE,
UNFORGETTABLE,
THOUGH NEAR OR FAR;
LIKE A SONG OF LOVE
THAT CLINGS TO ME,
HOW THE THOUGHT OF YOU
DOES THINGS TO ME,
NEVER BEFORE
HAS SOMEONE BEEN MORE.
UNFORGETTABLE
IN EVERY WAY,
AND FOREVER MORE,
THAT'S HOW YOU'LL STAY.
THAT'S WHY
DARLING
IT'S INCREDIBLE
THAT SOMEONE
SO UNFORGETTABLE
THINKS THAT I AM
UNFORGETTABLE TOO.
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Writers Irving Gordon, Jack Lawrence, Peter Tinturin

Genres Standard, Country, Ballad

Recorded 1958

Lyrics YOU AND I...
THEY USED TO POINT AT US
AND SAY:
A PERFECT PAIR!
NOW THEY SEE
THERE'S NO ONE
NEXT TO ME,
THEY STOP AND STARE.

I'LL TRY TO EXPLAIN
TO FRIENDS,
DEAR,
THE REASON WE TWO
ARE APART,
I KNOW
WHAT TO TELL OUR FRIENDS,
DEAR,
BUT WHAT WILL I TELL MY HEART?
IT'S EASY
TO SAY TO STRANGERS,
THAT WE PLAYED A GAME
FROM THE START,
IT'S EASY TO LIE
TO STRANGERS,
BUT WHAT WILL I TELL MY HEART?

WHEN I SMILE TO HIDE
ALL THE TEARS INSIDE,
WHAT AN ACHE
IT WILL BRING.
THEN I'LL WANDER HOME
TO A TELEPHONE
THAT FORGOT HOW TO RING.

I COULD SAY
YOU'LL SOON BE BACK,
DEAR,
TO FOOL THE WHOLE TOWN
MAY BE SMART,
I'LL TELL THEM
YOU'LL SOON BE BACK,
DEAR,
BUT WHAT WILL I TELL MY HEART?

WHEN THEY STOP
AND ASK ME
WHAT'S BECOME OF YOU...
I TURN AWAY.
CAN'T CONCEAL
THE HEARTACHE
THAT I FEEL,
WHAT CAN I SAY?

I'LL TRY TO EXPLAIN
TO FRIENDS,
DEAR,
THE REASON WE TWO
ARE APART,
I KNOW
WHAT TO TELL OUR FRIENDS,
DEAR,
BUT WHAT WILL I TELL MY HEART?
IT'S EASY
TO SAY TO STRANGERS,
THAT WE PLAYED A GAME
FROM THE START,
IT'S EASY TO LIE
TO STRANGERS,
BUT WHAT WILL I TELL MY HEART?

WHEN I SMILE TO HIDE
ALL THE TEARS INSIDE,
WHAT AN ACHE
IT WILL BRING.
THEN I'LL WANDER HOME
TO A TELEPHONE
THAT FORGOT HOW TO RING.

I COULD SAY
YOU'LL SOON BE BACK,
DEAR,
TO FOOL THE WHOLE TOWN
MAY BE SMART,
I'LL TELL THEM
YOU'LL SOON BE BACK,
DEAR,
BUT WHAT WILL I TELL MY HEART?