What if the lyric ended like that? No “there” was there (to paraphrase Gertrude Stein’s
A rat! I had heard my whole life to insulate myself from them, that they
As a boy, every meal with my family began with Bless us Oh Lord for
I was in the high school marching band back in Iowa and every Memorial Day
Every Sunday throughout my childhood, my mother made roast beef. It was always well done.
Ever since the early output of the Wayne Newton/Leonard Cohen/Iggy Pop supergroup, songwriters have seldom
The way to tune a guitar: hold it loose and easily Every flat or sharp
It’s the apostrophe that changes everything. If it did not exist at all (or had