"All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renewed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.”
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Did you ever hear John Denver sing "Grandma's Feathered Bed"?
My baby sister used to just love that song!
Gee, 1968 (when he was with the Chad Mitchell Trio) is a long time ago. As I recall, the other members of the trio balanced his snarky side.
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