Ruby Murray, Songs of the 1960s.

Ruby Murray was a favorite singer of Irish songs in the early 1960s. We had an LP record by her in the Male Common Room next to the Canteen at the Medical Faculty, Colombo. Here are some songs of those years. Click on each of the blue underlined links to hear them. Hope you enjoy listening to them.

When Irish eyes are smiling -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LN6tpk6JDL0

With Lyrics

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tiSRnFy-7Hc

Danny boy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ezdXDLz2KM

Galway Bay

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGf9HljxRAU

Let him go let him tarry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zWP2ZZEPvI

When I grow too old to dream

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yMIncknjks

And not to forget Cockles and Mussels which gave me a clue to what Molly Malone died of -Typhoid -('She died of a fever and no one could save her', there was no Chloramphenicol those days) after consuming uncooked the unsold Cockles and Mussels.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WVXEWB3x9LU

A sing-along of Cockles and Mussells
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ruNdU6bGE5E

In Dublin’s Fair city

1. In dublin's fair city, where girls are so pretty
   I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
   She wheeled a wheel-barrow, through streets broad and narrow
   Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh
   
   Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh
   Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh
2. She was a fishmonger, and sure 'twas no wonder
   For so were her father and mother before
   And they both wheeled their barrow,
   through streets broad and narrow
   Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh
   
   Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh
   Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh
3. She died of a fever, and no one could save her
   And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
   But her ghost wheels her barrow,
   through streets broad and narrow
   Crying: cockles and Mussels a-live, a-live oh
   
   Alive, a-live oh, a-live a-live oh
   Crying,. cockles and mussels a-live, a-live oh

Timbuktu - email from Lawrence Ratnam

Aussie poetry competition

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LawrenceRatnam@aol.com	14:57 (16 hours ago)
to lawrenceratnam

Subject: FW: AUSSIE POETRY COMPETITION
 

The Australian Poetry Competition had 
come down to two finalists - a university 

graduate and an old aboriginal. They 
were given a word, then allowed two 

minutes to study the word and come 
up with a poem that contained the word. 

The word was ' TIMBUKTU '.

First to read his poem was the university 
graduate. He stepped to the

microphone and said:
    

"Slowly across the desert sand, 

Trekked a lonely caravan; 

Men on camels two by two, 

Destination Timbuktu ".

The crowd went crazy! No way 
could the old man top that, they 
thought. 

The aboriginal calmly made 
his way to the microphone and recited:

" Me and Tim a huntin' went, 

Met three whores in a pop up tent; 

They were three, and we were two, 

So I bucked one, and tim buktu."

The aboriginal won hands down.

Ken Griffin on the Hammond organ - 1960s favorites.

Ken Griifin on the Hammond organ, two top favorites in the Male Common Room of the Medical Faculty in the 1960s.

Click on the web-links below the titles of the songs.

Now is the hour - Ken Griffin
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BvEU0V17I6o

Cruising down the river -  Ken Griffin
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zU8B-M0GAd4

Retarded grandparents - Forwarded by Lakshman Karalliedde

Sunil Liyanage

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RETARDED GRANDPARENTS (this was actually reported by a teacher) After Christmas, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school. One child wrote the following: We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Batemans Bay where everyone lives in nice little houses, and so they don't have to mow the grass anymore! They ride around on their bicycles and scooters and wear name tags because they don't know who they are anymore. They go to a building called a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now. They do exercises there, but they don't do them very well. There is a swimming pool too, but they all jump up and down in it with hats on. At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts! Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And, they eat the same thing every night --- early birds. Some of the people can't get out past the man in the doll house. The ones who do get out, bring food back to the wrecked center for pot luck. My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too. When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.     PRICELESS! Remember to send this to all your "retarded grandparent" friends and give them a laugh too!

Patti Page - "Changing partners", "Tennessee waltz"

Patti Page was a singer with a beautiful voice. Here are two sentimental songs by her popular in the 1960s.


Watch "Changing partners" - Patti Page on YouTube

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4pvOtiZxZ8&feature=youtube_gdata_player


Watch Patti Page - "Tennessee Waltz" on YouTube


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=44B6B1OycgI&feature=youtube_gdata_player

The underwater world, email sent by Sunil Liyanage

HD video - The world underwater, Click on web-link below:-

http://www.youtube.com/embed/mcbHKAWIk3I

Tube-well antics, Sri Lanka.

---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: "J. K. S. Weerasekera"
Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2013 14:18:05 +0530
Subject: FW: A PRIZE WINNER

These are my favourite things…

Likely down south in arid area.

These artisan wells are not too deep, not more than 20 feet.

 I too used one 15 years ago, in Nugegoda  building a house at a new plot, the water not supplied for 5 months by official means.

jksw

From: Baylon Perera <baylonm@gmail.com>

Date: 28 January 2013 00:43:24 GMT

To: undisclosed-recipients:;

Subject: Fwd: A PRIZE WINNER

  

Aren't you laughing?