Hey, sweet baby, kiss me hard: Draw my bath water, sweep my yard. Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for my journey now.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Sweep My Yard
Johnny Cash :: Like The 309 Lyrics
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A Speech Delivered by The Daughter of A Tenant Farmer In Her High School Junior Year, 1927 Her Family Worked the Land Near Millport Alaba...
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A Speech Delivered by The Daughter of A Tenant Farmer In Her High School Junior Year, 1927 Her Family Worked the Land Near Millport Alaba... -
I met today with a a summer general education class. I like gen ed classes. They provide the greatest potential for reaching students. They ...
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Well-Swept Yard Remembering why I began this blog as a place to put things about my family. Stories. Photographs. Memories. Half-truths. Al...