
Before The Next Teardrop Falls
Once when I was a teenager, maybe fifteen, I answered the phone. It was my mom's mother, Grandma Vada. She asked me a question.
Once when I was a teenager, maybe fifteen, I answered the phone. It was my mom's mother, Grandma Vada. She asked me a question.
It's spooky in there even when you're alone because the wind blows the loose corrugated metal around.
Gina and Daisy and I took a walk.
Last time playing that bass on stage, it turns out
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