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Todd Snider

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(Spoken) He came out, kinda like tonight, like I am, with just a guitar, and sang some songs. I thought, shit, I could do that.
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The Story of the Ballad of the Devil's Backbone Tavern, about Snider's first time seeing Jerry Jeff Walker in concert

 
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