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Yesterday's Musicians

Story ID:6248
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:retired
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA USA
Year:1930
Person:Foot Stompin, Chelsea Kansas Kid
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Yesterday's Musicians

Yesterday’s Musicians

Back before Radio
Telephone, or black and white television
I know it’s hard for
You youngsters of today to envision

After our chores were finished
And the supper dishes were washed and dried
Our neck and ears were scrubbed
And it was getting dark outside

We might pile into the car
Our 1929 Olds
And visit our neighbors
A couple miles down the road.

Later in the night
After the cards were put away
Cookies and Milk were served
Someone there would start to play

A fiddle or guitar
The Organ, or Piano
A Dulcimer, maybe an Accordion
Or my favorite a Banjo.

Foot stomping was in order
With the music keeping time
Those old people came alive
Sent them back when they were in their prime.

They all liked “She’ll be comin round the mountain”
Dad liked “Turkey in the Straw”
Mom liked “Red Sails in the Sunset”
I liked “Church in the Wildwood," and "Wabash Cannonball”

Never without several Hymns
“In the Garden,” “Rock of Ages”
If I could only
Turn back those pages

With those, just plain, neighbors
Strickly musicians in the rough
Some in their overalls
Some chewing snuff

And hear that down-home music
If only to be back there
Not a Symphony in the world
Can compare,

Those old farmhouses
Seemed to awaken
With those “Sounds of Music”
To the foundations they were shaken.
Monte L. Manka 08-16-10