Oh man this hit me right in the feels. Love it. Pretty much the only happy memories I have with my dad are the like once a year gold panning trips he'd take me on, he'd always blast bluegrass and southern gospel on the like 4 hour drive into the mountains. (I actually made my wife's wedding ring from that gold). I stopped listening to much in college. I should go back and listen to more. It's more folk but this song reminded me of This Too Shall Pass by Danny Schmidt.
No, I didn't have the time to put into it. I was already part of a Celtic group and the community orchestra so those songs always got priority, but I was nowhere near good enough to take lead on any (I was the youngest in the Celtic group and the only kid in the community orchestra full of music teachers, so I cut myself some slack, lol)
In my family we always end this kind of recitation of woe with "and I wanted to see a snake".
We saw a kid have a meltdown at an animal refuge when the meet-a-surprise-reptile was a blue tongue lizard. He wailed that he was tired, hungry, hot and - most of all - he wanted to see a snake.
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