"Seven Days Ashore" genre: Rock
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	Ostensibly a vehicle for RKO Radio's new comedy duo Wally Brown and Alan Carney, Seven Days Ashore actually casts Brown & Carney in subordinate roles. The plotline is carried by furloughed sailor Dan Arland (Gordon Oliver), who while docked in San Francisco gets mixed up with three amorous females. Hoping to avoid breach-of-promise suits from two of the girls, Arland palms them off to his pals Monty (Brown) and Orville (Carney), while he devotes his time to debutante Annabelle (played by future news journalist Elaine Shepard). One of the "castaway" girls is portrayed by Virginia Mayo, on the verge of stardom. Musical relief is provided by Dooley Wilson ("Sam" in Casablanca), Freddie Slack and His Orchestra, and the zany "corn aggregation" led by Freddie "Schnickelfritz" Fisher.
	Label: Sawbelly Sounds Credits: Steve Fort
	Story Behind the Song I got the idea for the title and premise from a movie poster at Boagrt's in Santa Barbara: Merchant marines help their shipmate remove himself from the romantic clutches of two female violinists. Lyrics Seven Days Ashore One day I joined the traveling circus, and sailed across the sea Ports of call I don’t recall, all sorts of freakery Love was lost and love was found, and many ties were bound Part of the act was to stay intact, we had our lines down Seven days ashore Just couldn’t take anymore Had to get away Under the big top was not the last stop, on a typical Friday night But we gave it our all and kept ‘em enthralled, three rings of hobo delight The barker’s yell was our last call, as we sailed into the sun So far from home, destination unknown, the show must go on Seven days ashore Just couldn’t take anymore Had to get away Away to find a way to live, Away to find a way to give, Away what we have found to be the truth I once loved an acrobat, who floated through the air She left me for some clown act, Cuz I combed the bearded ladies hair You see I am just a fisherman, without luxury of net So strike up the band and play your hand, We’re not there just yet Seven days ashore Just couldn’t take anymore Had to get away Away to find a way to live, Away to find a way to give, Away what we have found to be the truth

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