But there is a song on the radio right at the moment that's making it so I can't help myself, because it so completely makes me think of home. Yes, indeed, you cross a creek at one end of my road, and I can definitely think of a couple of little shacks. Crickets: check. Frogs: check. But best of all, when the Mark Haley folk are partying, you're likely to hear a banjo.
You gotta go deep
Way on back
Cross a few creeks
And a couple little shacks
You gotta get lost
Way on out
Crickets and frogs
Yeah you're gettin' close now
And you kick it into four wheel drive when you run out of road
And you go, and you go and you go-go-go
'Til you hear a banjo
...And you might, incidentally, see colorful bugs and... a peacock!?
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