Nancy Had A Mouth Like A Remembered

Don't Forget Who You Are And Where You Come From.

The Farmers May Be The Backbone Of The Country, But Who Wants To Be A Backbone?

What Was It Up There In The Song That Seemed To Be Calling Her Back Inside? What Would Happen Now In The Dim, Incalculable Hours?

Good Manners Are An Admission That Everybody Is So Tender That They Have To Be Handle With Gloves.

I Wasn't Actually In Love, But I Felt A Sort Of Tender Curiosity.