Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Davy Crocket
I found this and it cheered me up!!!!!
Sing along!
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee,
Greenest state in the land of the free.
Raised in the woods so's he knew every tree,
Killed him a bear when he was only three.
Davy, Davy Crockett King of the Wild Frontier.
Fought single handed through the Injun war,
Till the Creeks was whipped and peace was restored.
And while he was handling this risky chore,
Made himself a legend, forevermore.
Davy, Davy Crockett the man who don't know fear.
He went of to Congress and served a spell
Fixin' up the government and laws as well.
Took over Washington, I heard tell,
And patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell.
Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear.
When he come home, his politickin' was done,
While the western march had just begun.
So he packed his gear, and his trusty gun
And let out a grinnin' to follow the sun.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Leadin the Pioneer.
I'm glad the song helped cheer you up. As one trained to be a care-giver, especially those who are facing crises and grief, I have a truck load of "platitudes" that I could unload on you. But half the time, I don't know if those canned sayings that I dish out really work. What I do know is this: when a person has a blue day, often times the best thing to do is just "ride it out". Having grown up near the beach in Southern California, I used to love to go out in the water on an inner tube. There were times when I would float out quite a ways from shore (actually too far for comfort), and then suddenly the waves would get big and strong. It was a scary, but if I held on tight, and just followed the course of the waves, I would eventually float back to the shore. It was a gradual process of being pushed toward the shore by a wave, and then being drawn back out by the current. Back and forth, back and forth. Sometimes it took a long time, but I always made it back to shore. That's my image of "riding something out." You might find it helpful next time you experience a blue day. Just ride it out. Hang on as you go back and forth, and eventually you'll make it back to shore.
Thanks for the lyrics.
What a wonderful image of riding it out. I will think of that the next time I'm blue. It doesn't happen very often though, thank goodness.
Doubleknot,
I love those old tv shows too. I used to sing this song with my Dad. I can't help but smile when I hear it.
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