Welcome everyone to the December edition of the quiz.

As usual, there is a distribution of the easy and the difficult. It
leans toward the difficult side.

There is a theme, but I think that the difficulty level requires a
more detailed description of it. Ten songs reference a particular 
personal event, one we have all participated in.  The rest of the songs
(except one) contain words or phrases in lyrics/title/artist that are 
adjunct to that event including our state of being when we all first
participate in the event.  The single outlier is not related, but will
probably be very recognizable.  Sounds more complex than it is.

Confused?  You won't be after you solve GOLQ359.

Good luck and best of Holidays to you all

- Mike Weaver <


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                       Golden Oldies Lyrics Quiz #359
               Recordings #01-25 were from 1957 through 1969
             Due 5:00 PM EST (GMT-5) on Saturday, December 31, 2016.
For I'm tired of civilian life
Since the day that I was born
So I'm off to join the I.R.A.
And I'm off tomorrow morn

Even though I wasn't there
Did you get the flowers I sent you
When you got them, did you care

Every time I hear
A newborn baby cry or
Touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why

My bills are all due
And the baby needs shoes

Newborn whippoorwills
Were calling from the hills

Some people are born to be doctors
Some are born to be lumberjacks
Some are born just to take life easy
Others are born to break their backs

No time to do 'The Twist'
Don't mind all the things I miss
Gotta write a melody
Write it from the heart of me

And over there was my baby
And over there was my baby
And way over there was my baby

Her new kind of loving
Done made me her slave
Her sweet turtle doving
It's all that I crave

She said, it ain't my birthday
I wanted to see
If you cared enough
To spend some money on me

His smile will warm
On a cold winter night
And when life is stormy
His faith in me will make things right

To hold your hand
To understand
To mend each dream that's torn
To string along
When things go wrong

You start my heart a-jumpin'
You sure have started somethin'

A dog barking at the crack of dawn
A baby's crying 'cause his mama's gone
I toss and turn and then I stretch and yawn
Another morning, another day

I told my mama
On the day I was born,
Don't you cry
When you see I'm gone.

And the morning glows bright with a newborn light
Yes, the morning glows bright
And I'll give her my love till the day I die
Yes, I'll give her my love

Janie, Jimmie and Artie
Gonna make a night of it
Come on, come along,
Tonight is the night

Mary had a little lamb
One and one make two
Candles on a birthday cake
Blow them out and your wish comes true

When you were only six
I was your big brother
Then when you were ten
We didn't like each other
When you were thirteen
You were my funny valentine

Charleston was once the rage, uh huh
History has turned a page, uh huh
The miniskirt's the current thing, uh huh
Teeny Bopper is our newborn king, uh huh

Although you're with somebody new
Thought I'd drop a line to say that I wish this happy day
Would find me beside you

Alright, come on now
Hit it
Yes, we're going to
A party, party
Yes, we're going to
A party, party
Yes, we're going to
A party, party

I can feel a newly-born vibration
Sneakin' up on me again
There's a song bird on my pillow
I can see the funny weeping willow
I can see the sun
You're on your way and you'll be coming

Turned sixteen just yesterday
All my world was bright and gay
Thought for sure you'd write or call 
But you didn't after all

The waitress, a vampire named Perkins
Was so very fond of small gherkins
While she served the tea, she ate 43
Which pickled her internal workins


Long, long since I became sixteen
We've wanted to walk down the aisle
And as we stand here
Hand in Hand
I hear them playing 'Here Comes The Bride'

Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly
How terribly strange
To be seventy


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