In 1970, the Beatles came out with a song that quickly became one of my favorites and an iconic for the Beatles. I learned to play it on the piano, I sang it constantly and turned up the radio every time it came on.
One night, Mother was finishing supper, Daddy and I were sitting at the table talking about stuff that had happened that day. As she frequently did, Mother started singing softly. That night she started singing “Let It Be” tells me now Mother knew good misic.*
I turned and stared probably with my mouth open in amazement. She never complained as much as Daddy, but they both made it clear they didn’t approve of my listening to rock music. They wouldn’t forbid it, but they constantly reminded me about how wrong it was.
Thinking about how against it they were, I’m actually surprised they still let me control the car radio, have a record player and tv in my room. Maybe they were just tired of arguing after having gotten my two older silblings through their teen years. 🤣 (Notice I said tired of arguing.. not nagging. 🗯️)
So the night Mother started singing what became a smash hit for the Beatles, one topping charts all over the world, I couldn’t help but tease her a little.
She didn’t miss a beat. She said, “I was NOT singing the Beatles. She insisted that she was singing the hymn “Just A Closer Walk With Thee.”
My grandma didn’t raise no fool or a liar. Mother quickly changed the tune to be the version we all knew from the church hymnal that had a repetition of the words “Let it be.”
The Beatles 4x Platinum song that went certified platinum (12x if you factor in historic and modern sales)
