Drunk Woman Done, Come Sang Truth
Heard a lady in a juke joint one night, singing a blues-like country song. Her name was Saline Perry. I tell you, this woman had soul.
Saline sang the old way, low country style, deep and guttural. Similar to the way sharecroppers’ lined back in Antebellum days. The juke joine, called Lonely Hears Commerce and Exchange. Was on Route 1111, down a dirt road, away from town…
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