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If I forget thee, O Jerusalem ...
... may my right hand forget its cunning.
Also my left. Inspired by that discussion of folksong and Springhill, I dug my guitar out from under fifteen or twenty years of dust and cobwebs. Oh, hell. No, I can't play anymore. Took me half an hour to even tune the axe. Now my fingers hurt.
Also my left. Inspired by that discussion of folksong and Springhill, I dug my guitar out from under fifteen or twenty years of dust and cobwebs. Oh, hell. No, I can't play anymore. Took me half an hour to even tune the axe. Now my fingers hurt.