In response to the Song Lyric challenge posted by Melanie B Cee of Sparksfromacombustible mind, see the link below:
https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com/2020/03/08/song-lyric-sunday-3-8-2020/
and originally hosted by Jim:
https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2020/03/07/primary-directions/
The Challenge was to find a song related to the theme, North/South/East/West.
Here is mine, an old-time tune called Buttons and Bows, the first line is East is East and West is West:
Lyrics
East is east and west is west
And the wrong one I have chose
Let’s go where they keep on wearin’
Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows
Rings and things and buttons and bows.
And the wrong one I have chose
Let’s go where they keep on wearin’
Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows
Rings and things and buttons and bows.
Don’t bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let’s move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by the cut o’ her clothes
And you’ll stand out, in buttons and bows.
Take me where the cement grows
Let’s move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by the cut o’ her clothes
And you’ll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I’ll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you’ve homespun
But I’ll love ya’ longer, stronger
Where yer friends don’t tote a gun
Or skirts that you’ve homespun
But I’ll love ya’ longer, stronger
Where yer friends don’t tote a gun
My bones denounce the buckboard bounce
And the cactus hurts my toes
Let’s vamoose where gals keep a-usin’
Those silks and satins and linen that shows
And I’m all yours in buttons and bows.
And the cactus hurts my toes
Let’s vamoose where gals keep a-usin’
Those silks and satins and linen that shows
And I’m all yours in buttons and bows.
Gimme eastern trimmin’ where women are women
In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes
And French perfume that rocks the room
And I’m all yours in buttons and bows.
In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes
And French perfume that rocks the room
And I’m all yours in buttons and bows.
Buttons and bows, buttons and bows
The Songwriters: Jay Livingston / Ray Evans
And here is a clip of Jane Russell, Roy Rodgers and Bob Hope singing it from the film Son of Paleface. A film I loved as a child (still do).
