To the Tune of "Blowin' in the Wind" |
How many kids does Andy James have And why are they all so nice? |
Yes, 'n' how many grandkids crawl on his lap To ask for his sage advice? |
Yes, 'n' how many campers have heard Andy preach And been rescued from their lives of vice? |
The answer will be revealed in Eternity. |
The answer includes you and me. |
To the Tune of "Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn)" |
Ev'rybody's takin' turns, preachin' and fillin' in. |
Some are changin' the worship; others are callin' it sin. |
Paul and Dale are countin' the days; they can hardly wait. |
When Andy the Pastor gets here, everyone'll celebrate. |
Come all you guys. Come all you dames. |
You'll not see nothin' like Andy James |
Meanwhile over in England, Andy's in great form: |
Visitin' with his relatives and drinkin' his beer warm, |
But Chestermere is anxious; he doesn't know how it's been. |
Since Andy the Pastor was missin', Don and Margie flew to him. |
Come all you guys. Come all you dames. |
You'll not see nothin' like Andy James |
To the Tune of "Don't Think Twice; It's Alright" |
Well, there ain't no use to sit and wonder why |
Andy has so many friends. |
There ain't no use to sit and wonder why, |
Cuz he plays well at both ends. |
Whether throwin' a rock or in a tennis game, |
He enjoys himself and his friends feel the same, |
Even in hockey when he spears without shame. |
Don't think twice; he's alright, babe*. |
Don't think twice; he's alright. |
[*Apparently, we should have sung "Len".] |
To the Tune of "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" |
(Lyrics adapted by Jon James) |
Mama, take these glasses off of me. |
I can't see straight anymore. |
Is that you, Sara? Oh, that's Pete. |
Feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door. |
Chico, please, slow down for me. |
I can't keep up anymore. |
Tennis isn't bad, but isn't it time for tea? |
Feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door. |
Charlotte, take these shoes off of me. |
I just can't reach them anymore. |
Hey, isn't it Seniors Day? This should be free! |
Feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door. |
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door. |
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door. |
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door. |
Complete set of photos are at my Flickr page.