I first heard this song when I was 5 years old. I really liked it and the tune stayed in my head. Some 50 years later I finally found out what this song was. I'm now in my late 60's and I still love this tune.
one of the songs of my childhood in the 50s and 60s and I really love it. I was fortunate to relatively close to Paris, in Mons Belgium, during 68 and 69 and I have very wonderful memories of France and Belgium when I hear this song. I love those folks over there and hope to return someday.
When I was about 8 or 9 i used to hear this song from my fathers big radio in the loungeroom as we were helping him doing the garden work and mowing the lawns on a sunday and never new what it was called until I googled it up.as I was certain it was played by a big band. what a great song.
I was 10 when this song came along. I lived in Paris, great place to hang out as a Navy brat with a bike and a pocket full of Francs. This music was playing everywhere, the PX, Post Exchange, Snack bar juke box and on the radio. Cool.
This arrangement of The Poor People of Paris was a special part of my childhood. My Mom & Dad played it anytime we had steak for dinner! Steak was a very special thing.
Used to hear this excellent melody when I was a kid as it was frequently played in the radios then. I asked my late Dad its title and he told me so I sometimes called on the phone the disc jockey of the local radio station asking him to please play it for me. He was surprised a kid was asking a tune but he played it for me. He asked me my name, age and whether I went to school or not. Nice memories and very good to remember.
As a small child, I remember this melody in the late 50's thru early 60's, my parents would play this as with many other great instrumentals. I am so fortunate to have been born in a time where music had a combination of intelligent melody and rhythmic composition. It was music that made more sense to me, and even though I was growing up as a teen in the early 70's, somehow I found more comfort in the Instrumentals of the early mid and some later parts of the 20th century. Thank you Mom and Dad, Zizi, and Auntie Olli for exposing me to what real talent is.
Back when I was a radio DJ I always ended the show with this piece and saying "Well The poor people of paris have hit the streets witch means that its time for me to hit the road, so be safe, be sound, be seeing ya, bye bye!" Thanks for the memories and for posting!