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There once were some Weavers
Who taught many of us to sing.
But it wasn't until much later in life
That their music would be my thing.

 I never followed Pete Seeger
 As his words with me didn't gel.
 It would not be until years later
 That others would finally tell.

   Peter, Paul, and Mary grabbed my attention
   With their skill, their courage, their art.
   Of all the groups that I have listened to
   They are closest to my heart.

      Others garnered my attention
      Donovan, Dylan, and Kingston Trio too.
      I'd love to listen and sing along
      As if every note was new.

        Steve Goodman was a true artist
        In his words of truth and form.
        Folksingers come in every age
        Croce's works were not the norm.

          How I do love to listen to them singing
          Or in some cases just strumming away.
          The one regret I have in all of this...
          I never learned how to play.

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