What's Made Milwaukee Famous written by Glen Sutton
It's late and she is waiting, and I know I should go home;
But every time I start to leave they play another song.
Then someone buys another round and wherever drinks are free ,
What's made Milwaukee famous has made a fool out of me.
Baby's begged me not to go so many times before:
She says love and happiness can't live behind those swinging doors
Now she's gone and I'm to blame. Too late, I finally see,
What's made Milwaukee famous has made a loser out of me.
Cliff and I have always loved Jerry Lee Lewis. Yes, we know he's a sleaze-ball. But we love his music.
Back around 1977, we had some new neighbors, Barbara and Tim. They had two children: a little girl around five years old, and a toddler son, Troy. Barbara and I got acquainted and went grocery shopping together often, and to garage sales. My daughter enjoyed Barb's little girl, Mechelle. And I loved the toddler, Troy. Barbara found out about a group of ladies who met to quilt once a week, and since she was kind enough to take me grocery-shopping every week, I told her I'd watch the kids while she went to quilting.
Troy, Barb informed me, did not take naps. This being unacceptable in my book, when I had charge of Troy, I'd rock him and sing. Perhaps it wasn't the best choice, but I often sang that good old beer-drinking song... "What Made Milwaukee Famous".
Troy learned to love that song. His vocabulary was limited, but on the second line, I'd sing, "... I know I should go home...", and on the word "home", he'd chime in; I can see him yet. Before you know it, he'd be sound asleep. Troy slept with his eyelids cracked open a bit, so you could tell when he was really asleep; his eyes would be open.
When all the neighborhood kids would be playing together, and Troy was with them, my two children would start singing, "It's late, I know she's waiting....," because they knew how he loved that song.
And Troy would start crying and say, "No! mine song!"
Cliff and I attended Troy's wedding a couple of weeks ago. Where does the time go?