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Nicole Byer (0:00)
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Announcer (0:27)
Wayfair every style.
Ed Herlihy (0:34)
The Three Suns and a Starlet America's greatest trio. The three Suns bring you music with vocals by Artie Dunn at the Hammond, Al Nevin and his guitar, Morty Nevin and his accordion and the shining voice of starlet Dorothy Clare. This is Ed Hurley speaking for your host Glenn Riggs. So for music styled of sunlight and stardust by the three suns, you're in time for rhythm. First, a memorable classic set to three son time. Old Man River. In exactly three score seconds, Hardy Dunn sings a song to Embraceable you. Styled by Gershwin from somewhere out of the world of love, Hardy Dunn sings Embraceable you.
Singer (5:07)
Embrace me. My sweet embrace of you. Embrace me, you irreplaceable you. Just one look at you My heart grew tipsy in me. You and you alone Bring out the gypsy in me. I love all the many charms about you. Above all I want my arms about you. Don't be a naughty baby, come to papa do my sweet embrace.
Announcer (6:21)
You.
Singer (6:45)
Don't be a naughty baby to papa.
Announcer (6:53)
Do.
Singer (6:57)
My sweet embraceable.
Announcer (7:03)
You.
Ed Herlihy (7:13)
Like a jack in the box the three sons make merry with up jump. Love it. There's a flood of rhythm when starlet Dorothy Clare turns a torrent of sunny swing on Swanee River.
Announcer (9:22)
Way down upon the Swanee River. Far, far away. That's where my heart is turning hither, that's where the old folks stay. All up and down the whole creation sadly I roam. Still long for the old plantation. Far from the old folks at home. All the world is sad and dreary Everywhere I roam. Oh, Doc. Is how my heart grows weary. Far from the old folks at home. Way down upon the Swanee River Far, far away that's where my heart is turning hither that's where the old folks stay. All the world is sad and dreary Everywhere I roam. O darkies, how my heart grows weary. Far from the old folks at home.
