I met her in The Bot/The Botanic Inn. She was as pretty as a pin, on the rebound, yet happy, lighthearted and carefree. I was big and awkward, she was perfect and petit. The one night we went to a nightclub she let me do the dancing- she just stood on my toes and put her arms round my neck. I bought the Gram Parsons cd round about when she kicked me into touch. If it had been vinyl Iād have worn out ālove hurtsā.
https://youtu.be/OBnRfjb488A
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Real men donāt fear love mate
I wouldnāt know. And Iām man enough to admit it
Great song, by two of the genuine greats of country. Thereās a lot more to their story apparently that will ever see the light of day, and so it should be. The magic of love. Hereās her tribute to him, still in love today I would bet. āIt was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fireā.
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The forum needs a bit of love, even unrequited love will do.
Fuckit, thereās the night gone now. Thanks mate.
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Ah man. Just when I thought the hurt was bad
Whereās the explanation Mike? Man the fuck up.
The wife turned 50 on Monday
Ah well, you could forgive most things, not turning 50 though.