Irving Berlin was no farm boy. He really DID hate to get up in the morning. But his private war against the bugler really paid off!
Thank you. I think of this song often, since I, too, hate to get up in the morning! Thank you for the stories of Berlin’s fundraising efforts. Wow!
Rousing reason to arise! No problem here in Cape Breton however---- last night one stayed up with high winds, rain, and power outage. The generator, the wood stove , and a flashlight provided the nightly entertainment. Is there a song for going to bed in the morning?
My theme song! How I dislike the rising bell! Someone should cut the bell rope!
Back in the old days when a brother was assigned to knocking on doors to get everyone up for meditation, one of the fathers in the seminary, instead of responding “Deo gratias”, responded by cocking a shot gun, or so the story goes. I’m sure Father would have appreciated the sentiment expressed in this song….as I do today!
Irving Berlin certainly was a true patriotic genius. Thank you, Debra, for providing access to his surprisingly fine tenor voice. Another of his songs from this movie humorously describes what a soldier would face upon answering the bugler: "This is the Army Mr. Jones, no private rooms or telephones, you had your breakfast in bed before, but you won't have it there anymore!"
Debra, a PERFECT song to accompany this week's Word of the Week. What a genius, and though the Fates decreed that I was never to be in THAT august company, I am certainly grateful that I can recognize and appreciate genius when I see and/or hear it:)
We just watched Holiday Inn last night! What an absolute genius. Glad to find out he was such a decent man, too. Thank you!