I’ve always been a big fan of country music.
So much so, that I bought my first CD player and played the likes of “The Best of The Best,” “Walking In The Sand” and “Tiny Little Pill” over and over again, without any idea what I was listening to.
The playlist would end up being so long that I could barely remember what songs were in it.
That’s where Apple Music came in.
It allowed me to listen to some great music from around the world while playing the iPod shuffle on my iPhone.
But there was one song that I really didn’t want to hear anymore, and that was “The Greatest Story Ever Told.”
This song was originally released in 1972 on the album, “The Great Train Robbery,” and it’s one of the biggest songs in the album.
It was written and performed by Bob Dylan, and it tells the story of the great railroad robbery that took place in St. Louis, Missouri, on November 20, 1932.
It’s also one of my favorite songs of all time, because it’s such a personal story about a young boy named Dylan.
While listening to The Greatest Story, I started to think about what it was like to grow up as a kid in the 1930s.
I remember reading in the newspaper that the family of the robber was very upset about the robbery.
They wanted the young boy to tell his story.
So Dylan told his story to his mother and his grandmother.
And I remember thinking that’s how he was supposed to do it.
The robber didn’t know Dylan.
But he did know the boy’s mother, and he knew Dylan, so he just told her.
That was the only time Dylan did anything that wasn’t completely truthful.
Dylan was the very first artist who had any kind of a public persona.
Dylan, who had the biggest voice in America, had no public persona at all.
He was just an American artist.
So when he wrote this story, it was Dylan doing his thing, telling the story to the people who were listening.
But there’s one thing that Dylan did that really stood out to me.
He used the word “southern.”
I was confused by that, but I knew that Southern music was always going to be about Southern culture.
It just didn’t have anything to do with the fact that he was from Mississippi.
The lyrics of the song are very simple.
They’re like this: “We’ve got the great train robbery and all we want is to get out of it.”
Dylan’s words are very direct and straightforward, and I couldn’t help but feel that Dylan was trying to say, “I want to tell my story, so I’m going to do this.”
And then he added a little bit of “southerner” flair, which is like saying, “That’s the Southern way.”
So he added that Southern flair to this song.
And the way he added it, he added Southern flair was really telling me that this is just going to work.
It wasn’t a question of whether he was going to tell the truth or not.
He had a good reason to tell it the way that he did.
I was so impressed with the simplicity of his lyrics, because I thought that he had really made a great statement.
But that’s the way I was impressed with Dylan’s honesty.
It felt like he was telling the truth.
I mean, he’s a Southern boy, but that’s what I knew about him.
I knew he was not going to say anything that was going against his upbringing.
And that was just the beginning.
He continued to add Southern flair and Southern flair until the song was over.
So the first thing I heard was “I’ve Got to Get Up.”
The first song I heard of “I Got to Go,” was “Southern Nights,” from the album “The Blue Album.”
It’s one that was released during Dylan’s early years.
I had never heard of it.
I thought it was a different song, but Dylan was very honest about it.
He told it the very same way he told the story in The Greatest Train Robber.
He just didn and didn’t say it the right way.
It ended up being a good song for the record, but it wasn’t exactly a classic.
I remember listening to the album and thinking, “Man, I want to listen.
I want Dylan to tell this story.”
It was the same thing as the “The Lonesome Crowd.”
It just seemed like he wanted to be a bit more open, but he was just so honest and honest about what he was doing.
It wasn’t until he was about 30 years old that he started putting on a little more Southern flair.
I was sitting in my living room, watching “The Amazing Race,” and I was looking at my son.
He has a beautiful little blond beard.
He’s dressed in a very good suit.
He looked very