His enthusiasm also made him a natural leader, and soon the whole chorus was singing, "Come they told me dum-ditty-dum-dum. Some of the mothers were not too fond of Eric, one of those "other" children, stealing the show.Ģ. His enthusiasm alone made him the uncontested "star" of the chorus. Eric was in a group of six children bused from the other side of town in an effort to achieve racial equality. There were, however, a couple of problems with that:ġ. It's just that Eric loved to sing, and he belted out those Christmas songs, through that grin, as though his life depended on it. Three times a week, on the front row of my preschool chorus, there stood Eric, grinning and yelling although in all fairness to him, he thought he was singing. And when Eric's grin caught you head on, it was impossible to stay angry at him. His face carried a non-stop, tooth-filled grin. Through all his perpetual motion, he smiled. This little boy was obviously loved.Īnd I must admit, there was a lot of Eric that was lovable. Monday mornings at our public preschool always found Eric scrubbed, spit-polished and ready for action. His jeans were worn all week, but they were always clean and creased on Monday morning when Eric arrived on the bus from the other side of town. His shirts were worn one day, washed the next.
Two yellow-striped T-shirts, faded and frayed at the neck, a pair of black jeans and a red-hooded sweatshirt constituted his entire school wardrobe. He smelled of soap and Brylcreem and clothes that had been hung outside on the line to dry. He shifted, he twitched, he giggled, he yawned, and when he sang, he yelled. This little, shiny-faced wisp of a boy had more unspent, undirected energy than any child I had ever met. I imagine "off" happened for Eric sometime between 1 and 3 a.m.
You know, sing!""Eric, Eric, Eric." I muttered under my breath as I walked back to my music stand.
"Eric, this song is called `The Little Drummer Boy,' " I spoke sternly, "and the words are `Come they told me, pa-rump-a-pum-pum,' not `dum-ditty-dum-dum. dum-ditty-dum-dum." I stopped the chorus of 4-year-olds midstream in the song and looked directly at Eric. She's mine (she's mine!) (Kettle drum.) I'm hers, she's mine, wedding bells are gonna' chime D7 Uh ohooa, oh yeah G C G Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do We're singin' G C G Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do G C G (stop!) Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do."Come they told me. ) I'm hers, she's mine, wedding bells are gonna' chime G (piano riff) Em Whoaoa, I knew we was fallin' in love C (piano riff) D7 Yes I did, and so I told her all the things I've been dreamin' of (no chords) Now we're together nearly every single day, singin' G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do G C G Uh, we're so happy and that's how we're gonna stay, singin' G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do (Kettle drum) (kettle drum) Well I'm hers (I'm hers!). She's mine (she's mine!) (Kettle drum rolls. # From Mon May 12 14:02:44 1997 Date: Mon, 12 May 97 08:28:46 EDT From: "Andy Citron (91)" To: Subject: tablature for Do Wah Ditty by Manfred Mann transcription by Andy Citron and Glenn Simon Do Wah Diddy Diddy (originally performed by Manfred Mann) (Intro chords) G C G (pause) (no chord) There she was, just a 'walkin' down the street singin' G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do G C G Snappin' her fingers and shufflin' her feet singin' G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do (kettle drum rolls GGGGD) (kettle drum) She looked good (looked good!), she looked fine (looked fine!) (kettle drum.) She looked good, she looked fine, and I nearly lost my mind G C G Before I knew it she was walkin' next to me singing G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do G C G Holdin' my hand just as natural as can be singin' G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do (kettle drum) (kettle drum) We walked on (walked on!) to my door (my door!) (kettle drum rolls.) We walked on to my door then we kissed a little more G (piano riff) Em Whoaoa, I knew we was fallin' in love C (piano riff) D7 Yes I did, and so I told her all the things I've been dreamin' of G C G Now we're together nearly every single day, singin' G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do G C G Uh, we're so happy and that's how we're gonna stay, singin' G C G do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do (Kettle drum) (kettle drums) Well I'm hers (I'm hers!).
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