OK, I had *sworn* that I wasn't going to submit this weeper to Andrew's Ace Archives even as a joke (should I wait for April Fool's Day or Halloween?) - but no sooner had I acquired a copy on the COLLECTOR'S ESSENTIALS: THE '60S comp than it was mentioned in Rev. Billy C. Wirtz's 'Backside' column ('During the early Sixties Dickie Lee was the king of the splatter platter') in the 3/97 issue of _Musician_ magazine. (Fer chrissakes, the lyrics are even *quoted in full* in Brunvand's _The Mexican Pet_!) This kozmic konfluence of events convinced me of the error of my ways:
"Laurie (Strange Things Happen)" (Milton C. Addington)
Intro:
(RMI or Baldwin electric harpsichord; band enters 3rd bar)
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Verse 1:
[2,3: Last night at the dance I met Laurie
So lovely and warm, an angel of a girl
Last night I fell in love with Laurie
Strange things happen in this world
Verse 2:
As I walked her home she said it was her birthday I pulled her close and said, "will I see you anymore" Then suddenly she asked for my sweater
And said that she was very, very cold
Bridge:
I kissed her goodnight at her door and started home
Then thought about my sweater and went right back instead
I knocked at her door and a man appeared
I told why I'd come, then he said
Verse 3:
You're wrong, son, you weren't with my daughter How can you be so cruel to come to me this way My Laurie left this world on her birthday
She died a year ago today
[key change to G]
Verse 4:
A strange force drew me to the graveyard
I stood in the dark, I saw the shadows wave Cm/Eb And then I looked and saw my sweater
Lying there upon her grave
Coda:
C D C [N.C.] G Strange things happen in this... world