I remember... .txt
I always remember how warm and comfortable I used to feel as a boy whenever I heard a Burl Ive's song on the radio. And he was on there often, which we appreciated.
Nowadays, I read things on the Internet about the *true meaning* of the words behind some of the songs, but these new interpretations all seem like so much BS to me. I still remember dreaming about the Big Rock Candy Mountain *and* the Lemonade Springs, and maybe to poor kids across the world, I bet it meant the same to them as it meant to me: a dreamland, just as much unreachable as the dreamland we saw in the Saturday morning movies, but at least, something to hope for in our future.
I hope some of you enjoy Mr. Ive's music.
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