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• Artiste: Connie Converse
• Titre: Talkin' Like (Two Tall Mountains)
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In between two tall mountains there’s a place they call Lonesome. Don’t see why they call it Lonesome; I’m never lonesome when I go there. See that bird sittin’ on my windowsill? Well, he’s sayin’ whip-poor-will all the night through. See that brook runnin’ by my kitchen door? Well, it couldn’t talk no more if it was you. Up that tree there’s sort of a squirrel thing. Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling. In the yard I keep a pig or two. They drop in for dinner like you used to do. I don’t stand in the need of company, with everything I see talkin’ like you. Up that tree there’s sort of a squirrel thing. Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling. You may think you left me all alone, but I can hear you talk without a telephone. I don’t stand in the need of company, with everything I see talkin’ like you. See that bird sittin’ on my windowsill? Well, he’s sayin’ whip-poor-will all the night through. Just, whip-poor-will all the night through. In between two tall mountains there’s a place they call Lonesome. Don’t see why they call it Lonesome; I’m never lonesome now I live there.