Whenever I listen to this, I imagine my great-grandmother, tiny as she was, riding along in the family car that follows the hearse. . . smoothing out her cotton dress, black purse on her arm, looking out at the blue sky.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Just in case you don't love her yet
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I put the cd you made for me in my car as soon as I got it - it's still there, a permanent addition to my collection.
I love this song. I've been crazy about it for a couple of years. My daughter knows all the words. We've even got a nice harmony worked out on it.
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