Monday, September 15, 2008

Songs from my childhood: I see the moon... and the moon sees me

I said I wanted an herb garden... and he thought I had said I wanted a rose garden.

Which brought me back to a song my mother liked to sing to me when she was making her delicious dinners in the kitchen. I can't remember all the lyrics, but some of the melody. I do remember this, though:

I beg your pardon...
I never promised you a rose garden..
Along with the sunshine..
You gotta have a little rain sometime...

And as usual with my memory by association, I moved on to:

10 green bottles, hanging on the wall,
10 green bottles, hanging on the wall,
and if one green bottle,
should accidentally faaaalllllllll...........
there'd be 9 green bottles hanging on the wall...

:P great way to teach kiddies subtraction... I remember we used to sing nursery rhymes and children's songs in primary school too. LOL! Malay AND English..

How about: Burung kakak tua... (can't remember the rest :P)

Then, moving on to one of my faves. Mom used to sing this to me when we went on moonlit walks together around the neighbourhood. I had only remembered the first few lines, and as usual, being obsessive-compulsive, had to find out the rest. Here's the version I remembered:

I see the moon and the moon sees me
Down thru the leaves of the old oak tree,
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

Chorus:
Over the mountains and over the sea
Back where my heart is yearning to be
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

I hear the lark and the lark hears me
Singing a song with a memory
Please let the lark that sings to me
Sing to the one I love.

Repeat chorus

I kiss the rose and the rose kisses me
Fragrant as only a rose can be
Please take the kiss that comforts me
Back to the one I love.

Repeat chorus

I see the moon and the moon sees me
The moon sees the one that I long to see
God bless the moon and God bless me
God bless the one I long to see.

Repeat chorus

I do believe that God up above
Created you for me to love
He picked you out from all the rest
Because he knew I'd love you best.

Repeat chorus

If I get to heaven and you're not there
I'll write your name on a golden stair
I'll write it big so all the angels see
Just how very much you mean to me.

My parents were great with nursery rhymes and children's songs.

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