“I've been down this road before
I remember every tree
Every single blade of grass
Holds a special place for me
And I remember every town
And every hotel room
Every song I ever sang
On a guitar out of tune”

—  John Prine

Song lyrics, I Remember Everything (2020)

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American country singer/songwriter 1946–2020

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