This poem was read out at my Grandmothers funeral a couple months ago (her favourite poem). As much as I made the effort to know her, (valuing her wisdom and such) it reminded me just how little i really knew her.. I had no idea she had an appreciation for poetry.
Anyway, it hangs on my wall...
I'm sorry for not being able to provide a link to this song but
"Trouble is a Lonesome Town" by Lee Hazlewood
the title says it all, and it's from the album of the same name.
If you have a broad taste in music you may appreciate this. It's alternative country from 1963.
I'm coming...
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