too ra loo ra loo ra... que sera...sera...
I don't know just where you are...
so I'll wish upon a star...
somewhere asleep in my soul... there rocks a lullaby...
it's cradled like a baby, in my memory...
and it still brings a tear to my eye...
even now, when I'm all grown up and 'wise'...
and I've had children of my own
I hugged them and I held them, kissed the tears from their eyes...
still, at times I feel lost and alone...
and I've heard that somewhere, over the rainbow...
bluebirds soar high the in the sky...
and if dreams do come true, I'll sing again for you...
when we meet, in 'that sweet bye and bye'
until then, I'll sing too...ra ..loo ...ra ...loo ra...
and recall my mother's eyes...
whatever will be, will be...
(thank god the future's not ours to see)
still there's strength... in those old lullabyes...
...the last song on the first (eponymous) compact disc recording...featuring the lovely pedal steel guitar of Dennis Delorme (Prairie Oyster's resident musical master, and an old friend and inspiration... he and Dennis Pendrith, bassist exraordinaireand I once joked we should form a trio and call it '3D'... now, that would be a treat for a fellow such as myself; but unlikely in the 'real world').
this song is dedicated to my own mother, Marion (Guerin) O'Toole, who, along with her brother Emmett raised a large family of younger siblings when they were orphaned while still in their teens. Emmett went on to become a member of the First Special Service Force. Perhaps 'The Ballad of Emmett Guerin' should be the next lyric to be presented in this collection of poetry and memories. He was an 'East City' boy, who had a keen interest in music and the guitar in particular. Emmett died in Italy, cut down by German machine gun fire.