A friend gave me a double-decked boxful of old cassette tapes that he was getting rid of. I have a tape playing continually alongside the computer while I decide what is a keeper, what has songs on it I want to learn and what will eventually go on to other people.

One song I hadn't heard in a LONG time is 'Don't Monkey 'Round my Widder (When I'm Gone) by Doc Watson and Chet Atkins (1979)

"My fever's high and I'm sufferin' a cold
And I'll soon be walkin' on the streets of gold
And I'll ask you, boy, not to monkey 'round my widder when I'm gone
If you monkey 'round my widder I'm a-tellin' you the fack
My big white ghost's come a-sneakin' back
And I'll h'ant you, boy, if you monkey 'round my widder when I'm gone"

Goes on from there. The things people think of when they're sick!