Noah just asked me to play “The Motorcycle-Pickle Song” CD. That would be a strange request from most 8-year-olds but since his in-utero favorite was The Beatles and the first song we ever taught him was “Spiders and Snakes” (complete with gestures), I blame our ancient music taste. When he was 4 we went to a small restaurant with a piano bar. Noah stood on the bench and sang Rocky Top. Everyone in the restaurant stopped eating and applauded for him. What a good memory.
I wonder how many Knoxville and East Tennessee kids’ first real song is Rocky Top? It was for at least one of my two.
If that’s not scary, nothing is.
It’s scary when you think about some of the lyrics. What were we thinking?