they should have gone to amsterdam

i've got fond childhood memories of a read-a-long book on tape that sang the song, three jolly fishermen. it always made us giggle, and my brothers and i still joke about it. i hope you know it, laugh with me:


There were three jolly fishermen
There were three jolly fishermen
Fisher, fisher, men, men, men
Fisher, fisher, men
There were three jolly fishermen


They should've gone to Amsterdam
They should've gone to Amsterdam
Amster, Amster, sh, sh, sh
Amster, Amster, sh
They should've gone to Amsterdam


i love that my saintly mother let us listen to this silly song as youngsters. we should have gone to amsterdam a few weeks back, though rotterdam is closer, we should've gone to amsterdam. we learned our lesson, and sang my childhood song on the way up to one of our favorite cities. 

many people have given us strange looks when we tell them we are off to amsterdam, but i won't retreat, i love amsterdam. sure we steer clear of the redlight district, and there are a few strange smelling smokes here and there, but we sure aren't gonna let that get in the way of canals, crammed bikes, colored leaves, and crooked buildings. plus it runs in my blood, dutch ancestry, so i don't dare miss out on soakin it all up.