Anyone remember Allan Sherman

[FergieTCat]

He was popular in the 60's, and my parents had some of his albums. We always listened to them when I was a kid. Yes, he is the guy who sang "Camp Grenada", but he has lots of other songs.

I found his albums in a CD boxed set, so of course I had to buy it. Whenever I listen to him, I am immediately transplanted to the Catskills in the 1960's. And I look just stunning with my beehive hairdo in my mink stole!

 

[shortbun]

"Hello Mudda, Hello Fadda! Here I am at...Camp Granada"
"Little Boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky tacky. And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same."
We used to LOVE listening to him! Thanks for the memories!

 

[LuvDuke]

And I look just stunning with my beehive hairdo in my mink stole!

Sorry, I don't get the joke. When did that go out of style?

 

[FergieTCat]

Sorry, I don't get the joke. When did that go out of style?

LOL!

Visiting mom in SE Florida next week, so I'll have to remember to look for it!

 

[CookieGVB]

Bar-ry...Bar-ry...that'll be the baby's name...

Somehow I seem to remember this one...not sure why...

 

[Curious]

I LOVED my Camp Grenada 45 when I was a kid.

I haven't purchased any CDs yet, but do have a couple of his LPs.

 

[VioltePrincess]

"Hello Mudda, Hello Fadda! Here I am at...Camp Granada"
"Little Boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky tacky. And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same."
We used to LOVE listening to him! Thanks for the memories!

"Little boxes" was Pete Seeger, I think. definately not Allan Sherman.

Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman, how's by you? how's by you?

and the classic:

Little Butterball
I'm called Little Butterball,
Dear Little Butterball,
'Though I could never tell why.
My calories mount.
My cholesterol count
Is as high as an elephant's eye.
They told me to diet.
I promised I'd try it,
Yet somehow my weight would not budge.
Each Metrecal cookie
To me tasted ookie,
So I covered it with hot fudge.
I ate watercresses,
And other such messes,
And pushed all my favorites aside.
I said to the caterers,
"No more mashed potaterers,
Just baked, and hash browned, and french fried."
I sing this sad song
'Cause my diet went wrong,
'Though I honestly tried to pay heed.
I don't care how high
Is an elephant's eye,
But an elephant's rear I don't need!

 

[Mugg Mann]

Another Allan Sherman song I always loved was "Rat Fink". Anyone else remember that?

 

[VioltePrincess]

I had 3 of his albums on vinyl and I had a paperback copy of his autobiography.

and my ex is fond of singing some of Allan's best.

 

[VioltePrincess]

Another Allan Sherman song I always loved was "Rat Fink". Anyone else remember that?

yes!

My Zelda, my Zelda, my Zelda, she take me money and run with the tailor...

THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
Allan Sherman
Note: "S" is Sherman, "C" is the chorus and "B" is both

S: On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me
A Japanese transistor radio
C: On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: Green polka dot pajamas
C: And a Japanese transistor radio
S: It's a Nakashuma
C: On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: A calendar book with the name of my insurance man
C: Green polka dot pajamas and a Japanese transistor radio
S: It's the Mark 4 model - that's the one that's discontinued
C: On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: A simulated alligator wallet
C: A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
green polka dot pajamas and a Japanese transistor radio
S: And it comes with a leatherette case with holes in it
so you can listen right through the case
C: On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: A statue of a lady with a clock where her stomach ought to be
C: A simulated alligator wallet, a calendar book with the name
of my insurance man, green polka dot pajamas and a
Japanese transistor radio
S: And it has a wire with a thing on one end that you can stick
in your ear and a thing on the other end you can't stick
anywhere because it's bent
C: On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: A hammered aluminum nutcracker, and all that other stuff
C: And a Japanese transistor radio
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: A pink satin pillow that said "San Diego" with fringe all around it
And all that other stuff
C: And a Japanese transistor radio
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: An indoor plastic birdbath
C: All that other stuff
S: And a Japanese transistor radio
C: On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: A pair of teakwood showercloths
C: And a Japanese transistor radio
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
S: A chromium combination manicure, scissors and cigarette lighter
C: And a Japanese transistor radio
On the eleventh day of christmas my true love gave to me
S: An automatic vegetable slicer that works when you see it on television
But not when you get it home
C: And a Japanese transistor radio
S: On the twelfth day of Christmas although it may seem strange
On the twelfth day of Christmas I'm going to exchange
An automatic vegetable slicer that works when you see it on television
But not when you get it home
C: A chromium combination manicure, scissors and cigarette lighter
S: A pair of teakwood showercloths
C: An indoor plastic birdbath
S: A pink satin pillow that said "San Diego" with fringe all around it
C: A hammered aluminum nutcracker
S: A statue of a lady with a clock where her stomach ought to be
C: A simulated alligator wallet
S: A calendar book with the name of my insurance man
C: Green polka dot pajamas
B: AND A JAPANESE TRANSISTOR RADIO
S: MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYBODY!

 

[MsLeFever]

My parents owned "My son, the folk singer"

Oh how I LOVED that Album.

Do not make a stingy sandwich, pile the coldcuts high
Customers should see salami coming through the rye!

 

[amy4bruce]

At one time in my life, I owned:

My Son, the Folk Singer
My Son, the Celebrity
My Son, the Nut
Allen in Wonderland
For Swinging Livers Only
Allen Sherman Live and Hoping You're the Same
and, I believe, several others

There are times when, unbidden, any of this songs pop into my mind. With no effort, I can summon up "You've Come the Wrong Way, Old King Louis," or "The Streets of Miami." But there was my favorite, to the tune of Casey Jones:

Come along and listen to my sad refrain
About a subway conductor on a runaway train.
Pushing people into cars he won his fame.
And Jon Charles Cohen was the great man's name.

J C Cohen - what a great conductor.
IRT - that's a subway line.
And if you gotta travel uptown
He's a greater conductor than Leonard Bernstein.

(The song then told the tale of a runaway subway which wound up at the North Pole, and everyone froze to death.)

When they told Mrs. Cohen
That she had lost her man,
She said, "Must you interrupt me
When I'm playing pan?"
And then she said to her partner,
Mrs. R J Rosen,
"Cohen was a lovely husband
But he's no good frozen."

And she went to her little boy,
And took his hand.
And she said, "I'm gonna
Take you out to Disney land.
So Melvin, little darlin',
Don't you weep or wail,
'Cause you got another papa
On the monorail."

Truly the Weird Al Yankovic of his generation. I remember him more than fondly.

 

[buckylarue]

The Streets of Miami
Mexican Hat Dance
Me (to the tune of 'Torna Sorrento')
Sir Greenbaum's Madrigal (to the tune of 'Greensleeves')
The Ballad of Harry Lewis (to the tune of 'Battle Hymn of the Republic')

I can't remember where I put my cellphone down, but I can remember all the words to Allan Sherman's songs....

 

[TheTexasKid]

Sure.

"Rat Fink"

Sure.

"R-A-" "R-A-T' "R-A-T-T" "R-A-T-T F-I-N-K" "Rat Fink"

Sure.

And how about, to the tune of "Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue"

"Ten Foot Two. Solid Blue. Has anybody seen my Martian gal?"

Sure.