Harvey Korman ~ I'm So Glad We Had This Time Together

Well, this isn't news that beloved straight man Harvey Korman has passed away at the age of 81. So many fond memories we've all shared. I don't think there's a person alive who wouldn't recognize his work from Mel Brooks films or the Carol Burnett Show. Oh how I loved watching that program. Who else could bid Mr. Korman farewell better than Carol herself. Thank you for the laughter, Harvey.

I'm so glad we had this time together,
Just to have a laugh, or sing a song.
Seems we just got started and before you know it
Comes the time we have to say, 'So long.'

There's a time you put aside for dreamin',
And a time for things you have to do.
The time I love the best is in the evening -
I can spend a moment here with you.

When the time comes that I'm feelin lonely,
And I'm feelin' ohooooo - so blue,
I just sit back and think of you, only,
And the Happiness still comes through.

That's why I'm glad we had this time together,
'Cause it makes me feel like I belong.
Seems we just got started and before you know it
Comes the time we have to say, 'So long.'

Comments

  1. UnknownMay 30, 2008 at 9:30 PM

    I hope he's greeted in the Great Beyond with a laurel. And hearty handshake.

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  2. The CDMMay 31, 2008 at 11:08 AM

    Great post! Back in the day, there was no funnier team than him and Tim Conway. When they got so into their skits that they made each other laugh in the middle of the skit, it made it even better. He will truly be missed.

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  3. MarissaMay 31, 2008 at 11:24 AM

    I commented on SIT80s that Jimmy Fallon needed to take some pointers from Harvey and Tim. When they cracked up it was genuine appreciation and WITH the audience. When Fallon did it it seemed more that he was just a goober who found it 'cute' and it was distracting.

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