1. hortense mcoy

    butters, you’re the cow’s utters! never has a folk singer been so plain and so sweet! like a bald night on hair mountain! like a summer’s stream in the dead of night! like walden pond under a palm frond! wake up my darlin’ and do the best you can! drink some red liquor, it’ll do ya quicker! i love ya!

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