I have this song in my head. Do you know this song?
The version I’ve been singing is the one found on the Cash Unearthed compilation, which feels a bit more poignant, somehow. The song itself is lovely; that bit in the middle is what gets me:
For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there, with me
It’s so wistful, and out of place, at least compared to the first two verses. It ties in better to the last verse, which describes a dream about his mother kneeling in prayer by a window. But it catches you off guard when you hear it, sort of unexpected after mention of a drunk tank in Atlanta, and working the Florida orange groves.
The reason it’s in my head, most likely, is because I’m in North Carolina and I am hearing that southern accent. Not all the time — but a lot more than I’m used to! I’m here for a month, staying with a friend and cannot for the life of me figure out what to do here. Suggestions welcome!