When Somebody Loved Me
And keeping with the Disney inspired wistfulness, the poignant tale of Jessie. Who doesn't love a cowgirl?
Remembering the way things could have been
Funny how a tear and your beer can cloud... even alter... your recollection. But in the end, love is fickle. You can't choose who you love. And the corollary, you can't choose who you don't love.
posted by John @ 4:02 PM
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The first time I heard this song, I cried.
I still get a little dewey eyed
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