The Baritone!

 

 

 

Riding through the sky
at midnight,
There's a witch upon a
a magic broom.
There's danger in the southern sky
at midnight.
If you look on high, twill lead you
to your doom.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With the magic scent of
sweet magnolias
And the tender tune
the breezes play,
Before you know, she's cast
her spell around you.
Before you know, she steals
your heart away.

 

 

 

 

 

'Neath the southern moon
Where love is warm and tender.
By the southern sea
Where love is warm and free.

 

 

 

 

'Neath the spreading shade
Of palms, you will surrender.
For I know it's always June
'Neath the southern moon.

 

 

 

 

"She was a princess from France, in trouble with the king!.

"He was a duke from France, in trouble with the king"

"She ran away to Louisiana to avoid a disastrous marriage..."


"He was sent to Louisiana in lieu of losing his head..."

"...and met HIM!"



"....and met HER!"


"They fell in love".


"They fell in love".

But she was found out and they came to fetch her

"But he was found out and they came to hang him".


"So he created a ruse to save her".

"So she created a ruse to save him".



"And love wins out!"


"And love wins out!"

 


June 18th
Happy Birthday,
Jeanette and Nelson


June29th

 

You are not forgotten

   


Pictures by Joan Woolley

For more on Nelson ...www.dandugan.com/maytime
and
"At the Balalaika: A Nelson Eddy Tribute"


Capriella