John Prine has always been a favorite of mine, and has also befuddled me with his lyrics at times. He had been married to a girl named Rachel Peer and even recorded with her singing along with him. He also brought her on stage, good lord, I don't know what year it was, mid or early 80's maybe, when he appeared at The Garden State Arts Center with Bonnie Raitt.

I'm not real positive on this but I don't think the marriage lasted more than 5 years or so. Anyone else know?

Anyway, he's always had a great gift for language that, how can I phrase this , somehow, you get the feeling right away but need to go back later and find how he did it? That's what I feel about this line.

Clifton