There were several tunes I sang to my daughter when she was younger. One was Be Kind to Your Parents. It was a recording my sister Leslie and I owned on this red vinyl 45 when we were young. We even sang it, including fairly recently. I have no idea who the artist was.
As it turns out, the song is from a 1954 musical called FANNY. It ran on Broadway from Nov 04, 1954, to Dec 16, 1956, with 888 performances. The music and lyrics were by Harold Rome.
The lyrics as I remember them:
Here’s a piece of good advice. Think it over once or twice.
Be kind to your parents though they don’t deserve it
Remember the grown-up’s a difficult stage of life
They’re apt to be nervous and overexcited
Confused by the daily storm and strife.
Just keep in mind though it’s so hard I know
Most parents were once children long ago. Incredible!
So treat them with patience. And sweet understanding
In spite of the foolish things they do
Someday you may wake up and find out you’re a parent too.
This version from a kid’s show changes the line “though they don’t deserve it” to “you know, they deserve it.” Meh.
Now it’s time
When she was still a baby and toddler, I’d sing her Good Night, the song from the Beatles white album.
There was also a song I made up.
I love Lydia (X2)
‘Cause she is my daughter, oh yeah
She is my daughter
I knew I had copped the tune from somewhere. But it wasn’t until years later, I realized it was from I Eat Cannibals by Total Coelo. Of course, it was.
In the very first month of this blog, I noted how my daughter was named. I had a LOT of rules. And in spite of all of them, the first reference I hear to her name came from a Marx Brothers flick. One just cannot plan for every contingency.