Ask Why Not? As Often As You Ask Why?

In the printed version of my book containing all these quotes, the Table of Contents is dead smack in the middle, serving as the “symbolic essay” to this quote. This design feature served three functions:

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Lyrics for San Clemente’s Not the Same, Mr Nixon You’re to Blame (by Barbara Foster)

So, someone found a popular song for which lyrics were not online! And it was on my site, of a song for which I posted a video! At their request, I typed out the lyrics and they are below the video.

Sing along folks cause it’s a great singalong tune!

There was a town, so quiet and still
Then came the folks, from Capitol Hill
San Clemente’s not the same
Mr Nixon, you’re to blame!

You made our town , your summer home
You crowned it with, the Capital dome
You took a step, out on the beach
Now Cotton’s Point, is out of reach

There was a town, so quiet and still
Then came the folks, from Capitol Hill
San Clemente’s not the same
Mr Nixon, you’re to blame!

At nine we used, to close the bar
That was OK, with F.D.R.
Oh Mr Nixon, you’re so great
But must your guest, stay out so late?

There was a town, so quiet and still
Then came the folks, from Capitol Hill
San Clemente’s not the same
Mr Nixon, you’re to blame!

Before we close, I’d like to say
Oh, neighbour we’d, like you to stay
But would you take, us off the map
And give us back, our noon day nap

There was a town, so quiet and still
Then came the folks, from Capitol Hill
San Clemente’s not the same
Mr Nixon, you’re to blame!

Mr Nixon, you’re to blame…

Mr Nixon, you’re to blame…

What beautiful lyric writing! To start out with a first verse that opened the story, but also served as a repeatable chorus! You try writing a story where the intro can be repeated to finish off each section!