Thanks Hamp, the Carters and Johnny brought me back to the K car, squeezed between mom and dad in the front seat. Dad would play the same mix tape over and over again on 6 hour road trips. I sing Folsom Prison to my little dude as a lullaby.
"Shot a man in Reno just to make him cry"
Now I'm going downstairs to dig out a Buck Owens record to round it off.