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I.V. Jones Outside
Holly Ridge |
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Drove three hundred and sixty-one miles to leave spare change on Charlie Patton’s grave;
restless souls were there singing untired melodies to mine his ancient blues.
Played slow harp, right on top of some trash can thumping cat;
the two of us understood, as we bent the final note, that change is never spare.
Ivester V. Jones
is a vagabond harmonica player from the Appalachians.
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