Sitting in a motel room a ways from home, so I’m susceptible, but on the tinny-tiny laptop speakers I just heard “The Hitch-Hiker” by Tom T. Hall, and if there is an easier sound than that man’s voice, I don’t know it. Over a sweet pianny sound, and those lyrics of his:
We stopped to get a sandwich and the waitress brought a menu
And I noticed that he read the prices first
So much in those last five words. Mister Hall has an eye first of all.
And that key change right at the end…
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