A friend bought me a copy of "The Last Waltz" last weekend. And so I've been yodling the end of "Up On Cripple Creek" at home every night.
Why?
Because the other night, I heard my daughter yodling it in the other room. It was cute enough that I've mischievously kept that song planted in her head. The first night, it took a couple of hours for her to realize what I'd done. :-)
Tuesday, February 7, 2006
Up On Cripple Creek
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