when I explained to them that now we don or put on our gay apparel, there was a peal of laughter
If you'd sing the right lyrics you'd avoid this problem entirely:
Deck Us All
Deck us all with Boston Charlie,
Walla Walla, Wash. and Kalamazoo.
Nora's freezing on the trolley
Swaller dollar, cauliflower, Alleygaroo
Don't we know archaic barrel
Lullaby, Lilla boy, Louisville Lou.
Trolley Molly don't love Harold
Boola boola! Pensacoola, Hullabaloo.
Nary a mention of no gay nothing.
when you sing "We Three Kings of Orient Are..." you're gonna think "...tried to smoke a rubber cigar."
Nuh unh. Not me. It's "...tried to smoke a loaded cigar."
Preserve the art. It's a historical record, at the least, and some artist's labored-over expressed essence at best.
True. If the composer wrote music to go with the words Agnus Dei it's going to sound wrong if you change the words to Lamb of God and vice versa. Changing men to friends pales in comparison.
