In this episode, Byron declares that it's been a rough week, even though it's only Wednesday..

Heat, daily storms,  Covid, and staying home too much is dragging them down! There's talk of green beans & road trips--maybe even a visit to the local porn shops…(yes, porn not pawn!)..

The gals want to know how you are doing, and what crafts are you working on?

 

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Porch misidentified offering--

"Hard Times"

written by

Gillian Welch & Dave Rawlings

There was a camp town man, used to plow and sing

And he loved that mule and the mule loved him

When the day got long as it does about now

I'd hear him singing to his muley-cow

Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the whole damn world

That we're gonna make it yet to the end of the row"

Singing "hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"

Said it's a mean old world, heavy in need.

That big machine is just picking up speed

They were supping on tears, they were supping on wine

We all get to heaven in our own sweet time

So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your old-time noise

And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor

Singing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

But the camp town man, he doesn't plow no more

I seen him walking down to the cigarette store

Guess he lost that knack and he forgot that song

Woke up one morning and the mule was gone

So come on, you ragtime kings, and come on, you dogs, and sing

And pick up the dusty old horn and give it a blow

Playing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, honey

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more