Quite a few years ago, three of us in the local duplicate bunch were known as "The Revoke Sisters". We sang at special events at our local bridge gatherings - things like 80th and even 90th birthdays, new life masters, special members moving away. The latter event prompted our singing for Marye Jane - one player that everyone loved. Yours truly composed the lyrics - Peg was the only sort of singer in the trio - Barb and I "sang" with great enthusiam.
A sample of lyrics follows - to the tune of "Oh, My Darling Clementime" on any old key.
At a bridge club, in Grass Valley
Plays a player, Marye Jane.
But she's leavin'
We're all grievin'
Our tears flowing for Marye Jane
Be sure you have some extra beds
Cuz we'll come to visit you
But we promise - seldom longah
Than a week or - maybe two.
The chorus - after each verse
Oh, our darling. Oh, our darling.
Oh, our darling, Marye Jane
You are movin' away forever
Dreadful sorry, Marye Jane.
Amazingly, club members often request that we sing - once for a couple's 60th anniversary. She was q rather crotchery lady and I was a tad concerned - but her husband made the request. She was so thrilled that she wanted the copy of the lyrics to show her children. All I remember is a parody of "I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face" - changed to have him saying that he had grown accustomed to her bids etc. - and then a version with her saying that she had never grown accumstomed to his bids etc.
It was great fun!
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And I enjoyed listening to your crazy songs at home as you wrote and practiced them!
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