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I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree, And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
Bill Jubett plays banjo and fiddle and gives us that high lonesome sound on vocals. He'll just about pick your eye out. Photo by Felix Rust. May 24, 2008, www.felixrust.com