A short but sweet tale of women and woe by obscure folkie Bob Frank. "And to this day it seems to me that I'm the only one, who has a pleasant memory of a girl in Washington..."
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Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift:
1 comment:
Very nice, thanks. Must dig out that album of murder ballads he made with John Murry a few years back.
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