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He sings of the prairie, the south and the past.

Like a stringed instrument, his voice quivers and cries out in pain.

Fifty years of fear are thrown down in his words.

War and injustice will never stand in his song.

The music is a tapestry woven of folk and country, rock and soul.

In the end let them say the old man held rust at bay.

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Comment by Faith Phillips on August 11, 2010 at 7:50pm
There you go, Susie! Though all of the others mentioned here fit the bill too. I just saw Neil at the Ryman in June. He's incredible and tied for my favorite with good ole Bobby Dylan. Thanks for weighing in, kiddos, i'm glad i signed on.
Comment by D'Jeanne Newberry Duncan on August 11, 2010 at 7:10pm
Not Woody, Not Bob! I need more clues!
Comment by Faith Phillips on August 11, 2010 at 5:54pm
Ah, an excellent guess from my fellow Okie (excellent taste in music). I should say you are correct, though not the specific artist i had in mind.
Comment by Rick Reiley on August 11, 2010 at 5:50pm
Sounds like Bob Childers to me but he's gone, RIP.
Comment by Faith Phillips on August 11, 2010 at 5:19pm
My pleasure, thanks for having me!
Comment by wiffledust on August 11, 2010 at 5:18pm
this is wonderful, faith!!!!! i LOVE IT!!!! so so glad you joined us!

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