“Nice to see you-thanks for coming!” the over effusive, middle-aged woman says to me. She is a regular, always in the front row, at the sing-along I lead every other week for memory impaired, mostly elderly folks. She sings along to every song with her full out-of-tune voice; when she doesn’t know the words, she hums along. Last week, I saw her start to cry during my rendition of “May the Circle Be Unbroken” and my heart nearly broke. It was the only song she did not sing along to, so I chose a lighter song to sing next and by the time we were at the last chorus of “She’ll Be Comin’ Around the Mountain” she was in full-voice again. “Good-bye-see you next time!” she hollered after me repeatedly and I realized that a tear or two is okay for the both of us.
I sing different verses than the original, but the tune and the chorus are the same.
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