Sunday, 11 April 2021

PATTI PAGE - Mockin' Bird Hill(1951)with lyrics


I think this must be the very first song I remember hearing; my mother used to sing it around the house when I was little. I would have been 5 when it was released. My mother loved it.

Patti Page later sang 'How much is that doggie in the window', which was possibly her biggest hit.

I still occasionally find myself singing 'mockin' bird hill'. The song, of course, brings back lovely memories, but I must say, the lyrics are pretty poor!


15 comments:

Susan Heather said...

I can remember my mother singing it as well.

Cro Magnon said...

We must be related!

Yael said...

Even though my childhood was here and in another language I remember this song and the second song too. I probably heard it on the radio a lot. My dad served in the British Army and maybe it's because of him that we heard so many songs in English.

Jacqueline @ HOME said...

I remember it and ‘ How much is that doggie ‘ !!! What a contrast to the explicit lyrics of today 🤣 XXXX

Cro Magnon said...

The 'doggie' song was a HUGE hit, everywhere. I don't think it would sell very well today.

Cro Magnon said...

Very tame, and rather silly. No-one writes them like that any more.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

"(How Much Is) That Doggie in the Window" was number one in England in the year that I was born. Its lyrics are deep and meaningful just like me.

Simone said...

It's a lovely gentle song that is not trying to be clever or get across a message. A simple tune and simple words like a lullaby.

Cro Magnon said...

It could have been written for you, YP. I must admit that I did rather like the song at the time... I think we all did.

Cro Magnon said...

I still like the tune, which is probably why I find myself singing it on occasions; even today.

Graham Edwards said...

I remember it well.

Andi's English Attic said...

Catchy. If I listened to it long enough I think I would be singing it as well.

Tasker Dunham said...

Tra-la-la, twiddlee dee dee, it gives me a thrill,
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill,
Oh I like lederhosen and slapping my thighs,
I slap them till they're red and there is water in my eyes.

Joanne Noragon said...

One of my mother's many songs. I'd forgot this one. I remember only snatches of many: slow down, there's a rocky road ahead; and I can't think of any more right now.

KarenW said...

Great memories! She and Patsy Cline were big in our house when I was a little bit.

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