I was thinking about this old song earlier today, when I was doing a bit of housework for the first day of spring. Certain members of my family used to sing it when I was small, and it would make me cry. Oh our insatiable sense of humor!
Woody Guthrie actually doesn’t sing it nearly as well as they did. He doesn’t convey much – if any – emotion. But oh, the high drama of those bygone days!
I’m teasing. But it was the first day of spring and the nights will begin to warm now, and so the time had surely come and could not be forestalled, to put my flannel sheets away.