Folk songs are just very old gossip with a tune. Buy two, and name the second one after a tavern.

Every song needs a chorus, and every chorus needs a person to hum along. Buy two, and sing to the first so the second does not feel left out.

My lute has seven strings, and one of them is for show. Farewell, and may your road be shorter than my chorus.

Every song needs a chorus, and every chorus needs a person to hum along. Buy two, and sing to the first so the second does not feel left out.

Oh, a verse for the weather, a verse for the road, a verse for the sandwich I owed. Applause is optional.

The crowd was small, but it hummed, and a hum is a standing ovation. One is a lonely hum.

My lute has seven strings, and one of them is for show. Applause is optional.

My lute has seven strings, and one of them is for show. One is a lonely hum.