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: (Greg Brown) It's another happy April To every happy fool. And you move through my dreams Like a trout moves through a pool. Sure I will do anything

: (Natalie Merchant) Where in the hell can you go far from the things that you know Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling its way about

no particular spell I am dreaming of the mountains where the children learn the stars Clouds roll in from nebraska dark chords on a big guitar My restlessness

: (Gillian Welch/David Rawlings) I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day

: (Steve Earle) It's Christmastime in Washington The Democrats rehearsed Gettin' into gear for four more years Things not gettin' worse The Republicans

(Gillian Welch/David Rawlings) I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that

(Natalie Merchant) Where in the hell can you go far from the things that you know Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling its way about

(Greg Brown) It's another happy April To every happy fool. And you move through my dreams Like a trout moves through a pool. Sure I will do anything

(B. Phillips) On the banks of the river where the willows hang down And the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound Down in the hollow where