Pink Shoelaces (Photo credit: CraigSnedeker)
This morning I “Liked” a page on Facebook called Groovy Reflections. “Peace, Love Grooviness. Groovy Reflections™ is dedicated to the celebration of life and song. Our greatest wish is that everyone can find peace in their lives and in their hearts.”
Well, how in the world could I NOT like that?
Next thing I know there’s a link on my news feed for this video by Dodie Stevens who celebrates her 67th birthday today. Happy Birthday Dodie! If you don’t know who Dodie Stevens is, you are about to find out. I don’t remember ever hearing her name before (although I’m sure I must have) but I KNOW ALL THE WORDS TO THIS SONG! Isn’t the memory a strange and wonderful thing.
Now I’ve got a guy and his name is Dooley He’s my guy and I love him truly He’s not good lookin’, heaven knows But I’m wild about his crazy clothes
He wears tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka dot vest and man, oh, man Tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big Panama with a purple hat band
He takes me deep-sea fishing in a submarine We go to drive-in movies in a limousine He’s got a whirly-birdy and a 12-foot yacht Ah, but that’s not all he’s got
He’s got tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka dot vest and man, oh, man Tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big Panama with a purple hat band
Now Dooley had a feelin’ we were goin’ to war So he went out and enlisted in a fightin’ corps But he landed in the brig for raisin’ such a storm When they tried to put him in a uniform
He wanted tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka dot vest and man, oh, man He wanted tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big Panama with a purple hat band
Now one day Dooley started feelin’ sick And he decided that he better make his will out quick He said “Just before the angels come to carry me I want it down in writin’ how to bury me.”
Wearin’ tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka dot vest and man, oh, man Give me tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big Panama with a purple hat band
My musical tastes are so stuck in the 60’s and 70’s it’s kind of scary. But how amazingly delightful is this, to see Dodie Stevens some 40 years later, still looking and sounding great.
Obviously I’m enjoying a wonderful, peaceful, lazy, do-nothing kind of Sunday afternoon. Hope you are too.
Breathing Space 