I love old school country. People disparage it a lot: it’s too simple, there’s no substance, etc. But I don’t music always has to be a heady experience. Sometimes it’s best served as soundtrack to a cold beer on a porch during a summer evening.
It’s a lot like how I feel about her. I can delve into the complexities of it. Or I can just let it flow over me. There a million things in life that require intense thought and consideration. But to me, she just IS. She’s everything. She makes me happy in a way that I’ve never experienced without trying. So today I’m just gonna bask in it.
(I like the Alan Jackson version, but I’m all about crediting the original.)