Does it really matter? For cryin' out loud, I was a preschooler then. I didn't take any notes at the time. I didn't know that someone was going to ask me about it 40 years later. Who really cares?
Does it matter? For some people, yes. That is a "personality" issue. Some people sit quietly now and then and rummage through the baggage in their brain and try to put everything in order that makes sense.
You may have come across a story this week about a shooting at a Cock Fight near Edcouch, TX. At least three people died. The police described the shooters as "amateur shooters". (I hate to think that some day someone would want to kill me, but I wasn't worth having a professional shooter do the job! But when I insist that I remember Eddy Arnold singing Cattle Call prior to 1955, I have convinced my self that I heard an early Eddy Arnold version while sitting at a rodeo about 2 to 3 miles from where the current day shooting took place this week, which was maybe 5 miles from the house where I lived in 1949.
Everybody participating in this thread ties certain songs with a time and place in their life that was meaningful to them. If they are older than you, they will be interested in songs that don't have a cubby-hole anywhere in your brain.
Two weeks ago I explored another cubby-hole in what brain I have left. We drove 700 miles to attend a home-town funeral. We stayed in the mountain top lodge in a nearby state park. I had a parking lot conversation that sent me to the front desk. "Some where in this lodge there is a picture of four 'servers' who worked here in the old building that burned down. Where is the picture? I want to see if my wife is in the picture.' She wasn't. The picture was from the summer of 1958. My wife worked there in 1954. (What would they have been listening to on the radio then?) When I walked back through the lobby the girls working behind the desk asked if my wife was in the picture? "no, the sister of her last boyfriend before me was in the picture." And I am explaining this to people born sometime in the 1980's!!!!
But they humored me and pretended to be interested.