Well, it took a recording of Bluegrass Gospel Hits for me to finally find this tune all the rest of yo u knew all along, whcih I have had words to for YEARS.... and we sang it tonight with our jam group for what seemed like hours of delightful pickin' and authoharpin'.

I'm sure it was delightful but I am not sure it was hours, though after a bit I had to quit strummin' an' rock a babygirl off to sleep on my shoulder as I sang it over her sleepy little warm fuzzy head. That pertickler babygirl has been part of our jam group since afore she was borned, when she was still inside her mama. Mama was here too... daddie plays geetar in our group, and with me sometimes for our Saturday night service, but tonight was mama's birthday and they came over after dinner to jam anyway. I was proud they came, and glad they brought Katarina... mama feel out all sleep in Hardi's recliner. The rest played so pretty, and I got the baby and the melody.

I know I'll never forget all that, when I sing it the rest of my life, and I know Katarina won't either.

I'm gonna put all the verses I can find all together in one big long ole hymn an' do 'er up in church soon's I can. An' I'll tell them all about the Mudcat and how the story was right here when I came looking for it.

Them Ecopalian's dunno much about them birds but I tole Hardi the story would be here, an' he like this right fine.

~S~