Dolly Parton -- Train, Train
Gar. Got a little behind on real-life obligations and now they're giving me what-for.
Take, it Dolly.
"The engine is in the fiddle. You can hear it steaming up, the wheels beginning the slow chug, then it's off and downhill--around a bend, over a steel-girdered bridge, sunlight reflected, rippling, setting. The harmonica is the steam blast, the horn, the warning outside of town. The banjo tells you there's a party in the dining car, and I hope you'll come join it."
Thanks, Dolly. And good luck with your new man.
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