It's rather interesting that "When You and I Were Young, Maggie" was written by a man in his early twenties for his 19-year-old fiancee who was dying of tuberculosis. I don't think I saw a mention of John Prine's "Hello In There." And, of course, there is "Grammaw's in the Cellar": Oh, Grammaw's in the cellar Oh, Lordy, can't you smell her Bakin' biscuits on her damned old dirty stove In her eye there is some matter That keeps dripping in the batter And she whistles while the (sniff) runs down her nose Down her nose Down her nose Yes, she whistles while the (sniff) runs down her nose In her eye there is some matter That keeps dripping in the batter And she whistles while the (sniff) runs down her nose Charles (one of the older farts around)
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