Mister Softee Cooled Off Our Summers

As a little boy growing up in Cincinnati, Mister Softee's song was definitely music to my ears.  I would wait all day for that sound.  Something about Mister Softee's takes me back.  I saw him again in some parts of Cumberland in the seventies but it was the sno-cone man who ruled that town.  I only have seen Mister Softee's since in New York.  If I heard that sound again, I'd be put there on the side of the road with my money in hand.

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