The trees I see have turned their leaves And the wind smells wet and cool The sky’s been black for days and yet Not a drop of rain has pooled I had it in my head that I’d go to bed But instead …
Lazy Afternoon
I love to watch the wind in the locust trees And the way the sun feels so warm on me And on you too, and everyone who has come to sit Out in this lazy afternoon You swear you can smell those …
In Search of a Song: B.B. King – Part 3
This week on In Search of a Song, we present the last installment of our series on the late, great BB King. It took three hours just to begin to shed some light on this incredible blues icon, and …
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