I am like my Dad. I get a song I like going and I can listen to it over and over again. He used to record the same song over and over on a 60 minute cassette tape. He drove us, and I'm sure everyone on his tug boats, INSANE. But I definitely have that genetic mutation. I just try to not subject others to it.
I missed the CMAs this week but my husband, who hates country music was the first to tell me about this performance. Then two people that I work with mentioned it, too. So, I watched it on my TIVO and WOW, what a great song. I love Chris Daughtry. What a great, powerful voice. And what a great song. "The first and last bad call that I ever made." Ahhhh.
"Tennessee Line"
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