Songs That Mean Something To You
 

Are there any particular songs that mean a lot to you? Bring back memories? Take you to a specific time or place whenever you hear them?

I was watching Little House On The Prairie (quit laughing....:o) and heard In The Garden. My Mom used to sing this song all the time....especially when she was in the kitchen. Brought tears to my eyes listening to whoever it was singing that song. Took me right back to 1968.......sitting on the living room floor reading books while Mom was in the kitchen cooking something. I could hear her singing and everything was okay in my little world for that moment.

In The Garden

I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.

He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.

I'd stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me is falling, But He bids me go;
Through the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling....

That was one of my mom's favorites also. I have a cassette tape of me playing the piano, mom singing alto, and my daughter (who was about 8) singing the melody. Neither my daughter nor I can listen to it for more than a few seconds without sobbing.

I will be taking many turns on this thread, and enjoying others' posts. Music of all kinds has always been a huge part of my life, and there are many songs that "take me back". :)

"In The Garden"
 

"In The Garden" was played at my favorite Aunt's funeral. (My second Mother). She always liked that song and I do too. :Heart:

In the garden was one of our favorites also. My dad was a preacher, always small churches. Mom was the pianist, there were 5 kids. We were all musical and In the garden has good harmony plus the meaning is so meaningful and meant a lot to the elderly congregation which Dad had a lot of. So we had an instant musical group if Dad thought it was needed. So we sang it a lot. Go forward many years. At this particular time my Dad had been dead quite a few years and I had a wonderful just precious, tender hearted grand daughter. So I am sitting in the choir and we are singing this song. All of a sudden I just started bawling. I had to leave the choir loft, quite embaressed to say the least. But in my solitude it allowed me to reflect as to what was wrong. I was all about that my Dad would never be able to se this precious girl. Dad loved children, love to have them on his lap, put his hair in curlers if that was what they wanted to do, loved to be invited to thier tea parties. Mom was director of a Day care and he was the day cares Grandpa, these kids were inner city kids.

Another song that was important to me was 'More'. My husband always sang it to me when we were dating. I tried to get him to sing it at our wedding but he wouldn't.

Another one is 'Will you marry me Bill?". Or at least I think that's the name! I dated a guy named Bill during nursing school and I never thought he would ask me to marry him. So one night after a wonderful romantic date I came back to the dorm and that song was playing on the radio. My closet had sliding doors on it and I slid them so they were together and I just put my arms around those two doors and slow danced with them!

This song is really old and you rarely hear it. My favorite great-great Aunt Jo taught me how to play it on her organ when I was 6 years old. She passed away when I was 8. I was devastated, it was the first death of a close relative that I loved so much.

The song is called The Band Played On. It goes something like this:

Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde
As the band played on
He'd glide cross the floor with the girl he adored
As the band played on

I hadn't heard the song at all since my aunt passed away. One day I was at a flea market when I was in my 30's and someone was playing it on an old record player! I broke into tears as soon as I heard it! It's unbelievable what kind of effect a song can have on you after such a long time.

I remember singing 'In the Garden' in church nearly every week when I was around 9 or 10 years old :).

"You'll never walk alone"

My DH's song for me.."Lady"

My Mom's song for me.."I wish you love"

"What a Wonderful World", by Louis Armstrong.

I'd always loved Armstrong's version of the song, but back in 2001, I was working at a WalMart. When September 11th happened, my manager asked me to sit at the front of the store and crochet patriotic pins out of red, white, and blue yarn (we'd run out of patriotic ribbon a few hours after the attacks happened) and sell them for donations to the Red Cross.

I was really kind of depressed about the attacks...kind of disgusted that there were people in the world that hated so much that they could do what happened that day. It really affected me, even here in the middle of the country. The 2nd day that I was sitting there, crocheting those pins, the song "What a Wonderful World" started playing while I was sitting there, with a line of people buying those pins. I had several people give me rather large checks or piles of cash. That song started to play, and I realized I was actually doing something to help. (raised over $3k, and WM matched the donations that we got from my crocheted pins. I dont have a good opinion of WalMart for a few reasons, but I can say that they're at least good at giving charity)

Every time I hear that song, it reminds me of September 11th, but not all the sadness. It reminds me that not everyone in the world is like the <really bad swear words> who crashed those planes.

Another one. Woman in red. I had had a particular bad argument with my husband. I went out to the car, needed some time, didn't know where I was going to go or for how long. Just needed to take a drive. So while I sat in the car composing myself so that I could drive this song comes on. It tells of a mans intense love for his woman. I just sat there and listened to those words and went back inside, we talk, made up and who knows. That may have been the time my daughter was conceived!

[QUOTE=Jodylee;799302]
The song is called The Band Played On. It goes something like this:

Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde
As the band played on
He'd glide cross the floor with the girl he adored
As the band played on

I must be really old, I know that song.