Last night, as I was putting Honest Girl down for the night, she asked me to sing her a song. Softly, I began:
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Baby mine, don’t you cry.
“I hear the train a-coming, it’s rolling around the bend”
A couple of months ago I was thinking about a great series of children’s illustrated books I used to own when I was young and they sprang to mind again when thinking about ideas for this edition of The Soundtrack Of A Photograph. 3,697 more words