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someone at work said "Woe is me" and
A flashback hit me.. I had not thought of this song in a while
anyone else have a flashback??

Saturday Morning Confusion

- Artist: Bobby Russell
- peak Billboard position # 28 in 1971
- Words and Music by Bobby Russell*


Here they come, warmin' up
I hear the pitter-patter of little people on the livin' room rug
Whoa is me! There goes the TV
Now it's Popeye and Pluto, Batman and Bozo
Don't spill the corn flakes, they'll break at lunch break
Home from the office, why did I stop to have a beer with the boys?
Now my head's 'bout to pop

It's a Saturday morning confusion
If you think you can sleep, it's illusion
'cause you'll probably get a rude intrusion from Harry the dog
Harry the dog is as big as can be
'n' Harry the dog had puppies last week
We couldn't tell if it's a he or a she, now we know

It's a Saturday morning confusion
If I could just get to the bathroom
And get a cold rag and an aspirin to help how I feel
But here come the twins and they're screamin' at me
What is the deal to turn off the TV?
"Go ask your mother and quietly, your daddy is ill"

There he is-Cousin Jack
You got the leaf rake, too, keep at it till I get it all back
Hangin' round my yard, snoopin' in my garage
I tolerate 'im because he's my cousin
He's nice to the kids and Harry just loves him!

It's a Saturday morning confusion
And if I could just hide in my attic
So I couldn't hear my wife yellin' "Take 'em all to the show"
I'll take the whole neighborhood to the show
I'll just walk out in back where the money-tree grows
Grab me a handful and off to the show we'll go

It's a Saturday morning confusion
And if I could just get a transfusion
Or maybe go hide in the bedroom till five o'clock
Let it be known that at five the TV
Is gonna be tuned to the Game Of the Week
And that goes for dogs and twins and the whole family

It's a Saturday morning confusion
It's a Saturday morning confusion day is done

Cousin Jack, in his yard cooking steaks on a grill that I'll never get back
The twins in front of the TV, Harry with his fam'ly
Sis on her date and Mom at the door smiles as she surveys the sight
For the first time today, the kingdom is quiet

LORD, LET US THANK YOU FOR SATURDAYS
AND MAY THEY REMAIN OUR FRIENDS!!
'cause I work all week long
Be strong till they're grown
And next Saturday then, we'll do it again

a- Here they come, warmin' up
I hear the pitter-patter of little people on the livin' room rug

FADE
Whoa is me! There goes the TV

Never heard of it???

springparrot wrote:Never heard of it???

AM hit in ... 1971

the guy who wrote it also wrote Honey and the Night the lights went out in Georga..

ragtopW wrote:

springparrot wrote:Never heard of it???

AM hit in ... 1971

the guy who wrote it also wrote Honey and the Night the lights went out in Georga..

now those songs, I know

Swampwater Hattie lived back in a shack where strange green reptiles crawled.
Snakes hanged thick from the cypress trees like sausage on the smokehouse wall.

I dunno who wrote it, but I remember it.

ragtopW wrote:

springparrot wrote:Never heard of it???

AM hit in ... 1971

the guy who wrote it also wrote Honey and the Night the lights went out in Georga..

I remember that one -- pretty good pop song for the time. Haven't heard it in 25 years, I'm sure.

ragtopW wrote:someone at work said "Woe is me"

This is what I thought of when I saw this...guess I am out in the jungle....

Monday morning, sitting in the sun
Hoping and wishing for the mail to come.
Tuesday, never got a word,
Wednesday, Thursday, ain't no sign,
Drank a half a bottle of iodine.
Friday, woe is me
Gonna hang my body from the highest tree.
Why don't you write me?

magnus & Mr Moon wrote:

ragtopW wrote:someone at work said "Woe is me"

This is what I thought of when I saw this...guess I am out in the jungle....

Monday morning, sitting in the sun
Hoping and wishing for the mail to come.
Tuesday, never got a word,
Wednesday, Thursday, ain't no sign,
Drank a half a bottle of iodine.
Friday, woe is me
Gonna hang my body from the highest tree.
Why don't you write me?

*I* was thinking of "Shame and Scandal:"

Woe is me; shame and scandal in de family
Woe is me; shame and scandal

It's a Calypso song that tells the same story as an old English folksong, "Johnny be Fair," about a young person who falls in love, but is told by their father that they can't marry that person because they're related, even though "momma don't know." After a few rounds of this, the frustrated lover goes to talk to momma, who says:

"His momma just laughed and said, 'Go, man, go!'
Your daddy ain't your daddy...but your daddy don't know" (Calypso)

"He's not the one that sired you, so marry whom ye will" (English)

I don't remember the one Wayne's talking about either. But I *do* tend to associate songs with phrases a *lot*. Prob'ly comes from being a musician, in my case.

I have the "A-Team" theme in my head if that counts for anything . . .

bravedave wrote:

Swampwater Hattie lived back in a shack where strange green reptiles crawled.
Snakes hanged thick from the cypress trees like sausage on the smokehouse wall.

I dunno who wrote it, but I remember it.

http://www.rhapsody.com/jimstafford/the ... yrics.html