I could watch this all day long. Everytime I pass the train tracks in Carrboro, I think of her as a little girl, sitting by her Lloyd Street home watching the train go by and writing these lyrics.
A Little More Libba…
I could watch this all day long. Everytime I pass the train tracks in Carrboro, I think of her as a little girl, sitting by her Lloyd Street home watching the train go by and writing these lyrics.
Thanks for introducing me to Libba. I had heard this song before, of course, but never knew it came from this beautiful woman. As an African American woman, I am moved by her voice, her musical innovation, and, most of all, her story. And, I love your blog and your work. Heard you on TTBOOK radio show this morning!