It’s a shame to me that there are many people out in this world that weren’t exposed to certain songs that are very common place for me. See my father along with showing me all the big hit songs from the past also showed me many songs that weren’t as well noticed. He knew all sorts of one hit wonders and bands that got lost in the mix that is the music industry. The influence shared with me by my father when it comes to music helped shape the diversity of my own music selection. The ability to be open to anything in the realm of music that is so vast and ever growing.
Where I’m leading to is my song of the week that is a song that I heard a lot over the last month and that is pretty common for me to listen to this time of year. It is a Christmas song that outside my father playing it I never heard on the radio or even had anyone I met play it. It is a very different and quirky song that is for sure. Especially for being a Christmas song from a long time ago in a completely different era. The song “I Yust Go Nuts at Christmas” was released by Capitol Records in 1949. Yogi Yorgesson was a persona that Harry Skarbo ( who later become Harry Steward) adopted and had some decent success with in his short career as a musician. He released a fair amount of songs under this character, but the most notable ones being “I Yust Go Nuts at Christmas” and “Yingle Bells”.
Also, what I found interesting about him when I researched him a bit for this entry was that he was born in Tacoma Washington making him a native to the Pacific northwest. Just an interesting fact to add to my knowledge of the Pacific northwest.
This song is one of my favorite older Christmas songs to hear during the holidays. Listening to this song takes me right back to so many memories spent with my father during the holidays. Which because of my limited time with him was shorter than my time spent around my mother during the holidays. He was a big part of my love for Christmas music though and this song was just one of many that he showed me that I’m so thankful for. So, there is no message related to me directly other than just enjoying the feeling of the season and remembering all the years spent with those that mean a lot to me. My father was one of those people and like he share the song with me now I can share it with you. Enjoy.
Lyrics:
Oh, I yust go nuts at Christmas,
On that yolly holiday,
I’ll go in the red, like a knucklehead
Cause I squander all my pay.
Oh, I yust go nuts at Christmas,
Shopping sure drives me berserk,
On the day before, I rush in da store,
Like a nervous nelly yerk.
I look at nightgowns for my vife,
Dose black ones trimmed in red.
But, I won’t know her size,
And so, she'll get a carpet sweeper instead.
Oh, I yust go nuts at Christmas
Ven each kid hangs up his sock,
Its a time for kids, to flip der lids,
While der papa goes in hock.
(speaking - background music only)
On da night before Christmas.
Its still in the house,
My family is sleeping,
I’m quiet like a mouse.
I look at my vatch, and midnite is near,
I tink I’ll sneak out, For a cold glass of beer.
Down at the corner, the crowd is so merry,
I end up by drinking about twelve Tom & Yerry,
I get to bed late, and yee vhise how I’m sleeping,
Ven on to my bed, dose darn kids, day come leaping.
Day sit on my face, and day yump on my belly,
And I’m quivering all over, like a bowl full of yelly,
Day scream Merry Christmas, and my poor vife and me,
Ve stumble down stairs, and she lights off da tree.
My head is exploding, my mouth tastes like a pickle,
I step on a skate, and fall on a tricycle.
Yust befor Christmas dinner, I relax to a point,
Den relatives start svarming, all over da yoint.
On Christmas, I hug and I kiss my vifes mother,
Da rest of da year, ve don’t speak to each other.
After dinner, my aunt, and my vifes uncle Louie,
Get into a arguement; dere both awful screwy.
Den all of my vifes family, say Louie is right,
And my goofy relations, day yoin in da fight.
Back in da corner, da radio is playing,
And over da racket, Gabriel Heater is saying,
Peace on earth everybody, and good vill toward men
and yust at dat moment, someone slugs uncle Ben.
Dey all run outside vhooping for da neighbors will hear,
Ohhhh, I’m so glad Merry Christmas,
Comes yust once a year.
(back to music)
Oh, I yust go nuts at Christmas,
But I still have lots of fun,
Yust da same as you, I enyoy it too,
MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE.
I love the story that he implements into the song that even now can mean something to people of our current generation. The holidays can be quirky, frustrating, and just a plan mess, but somewhere in all that is Christmas is the beauty if sharing something between those you love. Cherish the moments, spread the love, and *singing* Merry Christmas ev-ery-one *cue the organ finish to the song above*.
As always I bring this to you with so much love and pure D-Lite. = )