Others will be worked on eventually. Of course, they don’t sound quite the same on my ukulele …

My friend Scott at Power Line, who writes beautifully and with such depth about music and musicians, tonight talks about Canadian folk singer Gordon Lightfoot. In his post, “For Lightheads Only,” he discusses the phenomenon of Lightfoot’s popularity…

Got a letter in the mail
Go to war or go to jail
Got a letter in the mail
In the early morning rain
I packed my bags, I kissed my wife
And headed for the Army life
I packed my bags, I kissed my wife
In the early morning rain
I told my son not to cry
But I had tears in my eyes
I told my son not to cry
In the early morning rain
With my weapon in my hand
And a pocket full of sand
With my weapon in my hand
In the early morning rain
Got the enemy to my front
And the ocean to my rear
Wounded dying’s all I hear
In the early morning rain
As I’m laying here to rest
Caught a bullet in the chest
Even though I’ve done my best
In the early morning rain
Tell my darling not to cry
Cause I’ll never say good-bye
Tell my one and only son
Theres still battles to be won
Always hold your head up high
As a soldier passes by……..