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I think I first heard this song thanks to the Proclaimers' version in the '80s. It's one of those songs that sounds good whoever sings it.
ReplyDeleteYeah, CJ, The Proclaimer's version isn't too bad at all. I haven't heard more than three versions: Roger, Dean, & The Proclaimers.
ReplyDeleteIt reminds me of a road trip I made to Utah recently. The sign said motel color television! We wondered hie old the sign was since woodwork preserves really well in the desert, that sign could have been forty years old. Or else color tv is a new fangled invention in Utah.
ReplyDeleteOr perhaps some motels use b&w TVs because they're cheaper to buy?
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