When I first heard the recording of Addie Graham singing this tune, all fifteen unaccompanied seconds, it took the wits outta me. An existential crisis that only plain-song can deliver.
I lived in this song the whole rest of the night. Just stayed home and listened to her go. Sometimes I'd think she was laughing at me for it. Go ahead and find the recording - but look-out!
Charlie Parr was nice enough to hear me go on about her over a cup of coffee - already familiar with her power to possess the weak - and I got him convinced that it would be a good idea to come over to Bryce's house to record on it. (Even after getting locked outside in the snow while I was recording Dark Holler.) Being that Charlie was on it, it seemed right to fit in some Mance Lipscomb verses where I could.