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Published on November 10, 2005

Imagine that in Music City. And you can probably play it too. Come on, play one of those songs you wrote about your mother or your dog or your badonkadonk. The second half of this work will be completed in 2007. It’s a she-catfish nursing Roy Acuff and Bill Monroe. Won’t that be something?