My dad really liked Charley Pride. When we lived in Montana, dad moonlighted as a bartender and had occasion to work in a bar that Charley Pride was singing at.
Charley would help my dad put the chairs on top of the tables and sweep and mop at the end of the evening. Dad said no one else who sang ever offered to or did help out in any way like that. But Charley, having been in the Air Force himself, knew Dad had to get home to sleep for his Air Force day job.
So, in honor of my dad, here's a Charley Pride song that my dad liked. BTW -- I know every word to this song since I heard it so much as a kid! It's a nice love song.
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