This snappy little dance record has lyrics so sentimental that I think they have crossed the line to Corny. I have always liked it anyway, and now that the golden rod is blooming, it is time to share it with you.
I still have a couple of Harry Lauders, but I am having trouble making a good capture from the microphone. I will try a different type of needle in the tonehead and should have one up by Friday night. In the meantime, Fox Trot to this post.
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