Dey- Oh.  Dey- ey- ey- Oh!  Daylight come an’ I wanna go home!

You know the words.  You know the tune.  Sometimes the tune is easy and the words are hard.  Sometimes the words are easy and the tune is hard.  This is not one of those songs.  It’s easy….


I was painting my garden fence over the weekend and kept hearing a very high pitched, “Dey- Oh”  “Dey- Oh”  “Dey- Oh” but it never got any further than that.  I started involuntarily singing the Banana Boat Song.  I mean, it’s required if you hear that beginning “Dey- Oh.”  I’m out there grooving to the sound of….

Wait for it….

Wait for it….

Wait for it….

The Cicada’s mating call! 

Yup.  I dance to the sound of sex.  Who knew?