Did you hear what happened last Saturday night
While dancin' and drinkin' we all got half tight
This sweet thing named Sharmon was a dancin' with me When up stepped her boy friend and he hollered at me Please don’t squeeze my Sharmon don’t hold her so tight
You’d best keep my warning it’s my last one tonight
She’s soft and she’s gentle and as sweet as can be And if Sharmon needs squeezing then leave back to me Along about midnight I was feeling no pain
And me and Miss Sharmon were dancin' again
Then Hank and big Harlan got into a fight
And I heard someone holler as out went the lights
Please don’t squeeze my Sharmon…
And if Sharmon needs squeezing then leave back to me
I named my daughter Sharmon and if I knew they were coming out with a similarly named toilet paper, I would have named her Ophelia-When I told her that, she thought Sharmon was ok--She goes by SHARM now-
And continue to discover that this was simply one of many of the so called " reasons" :) I used for excuses to be a victim of circumstances; rather than being able to "get with" the truth
Add another Charmon to the list. My dad loved this song and named me after it. I always hated the name (cause of the TP) but when I heard the song for the first time 30 years ago, I understood why my dad loved the name :)
About Sharmon is a name:) and yes, it's beautiful and different! But it is by no means whatsoever "who I AM" it's just what you call me :) there's nothing like waking up another day and discovering yet again, that I WANT TO LIVE:) that without the experiences in my life that I soooooo get are and always have been divinely orchestrated if u will:) I would have the desire to be the best Sharmon I can be today, and surely wouldn't have any intent on being a better Sharmon if I wake up and have
I also am named after the song and I too experienced the humiliation of many toilet paper jokes. My Dad plays guitar and everywhere we went he had to sing the song.
A lifetime ago while at Baylor U., I knew a Charmen. We were both part of a small but tightly knit Rodeo Crowd. Our clique was country when country wasn't cool. Charlie Walker released this during those days and she took a bit of kidding when it hit the airwaves. MEMORIES... Oh, to be young and foolish just one more time.
I wish I could find the old 45 for this song:) this is my name.....my parents loved this song, and God Bless them both:) trust me it was tough as hell when I hit kindergarten and every grade to follow,, to the point where I lied about my name as 9, and 10th grader after changing schools, because of the GOD AWFUL HUMILIATION and the snickers and jokes and pokes and outright cruelty that I experienced all those years prior!!!! However, after many years of work to overcome low self esteem (next)