Each Friday I pick a song–new, old, borrowed, blue–that’s been on my mind and in my ears, and write a short post about it.

This is “The Woodchuck” by Billy (The Kid) Emerson:

Sometimes I forget I own a copy of this record, which was made in 1954, and then I’m shuffling through my singles and find it, and put it on. I never regret it.  It’s a perfect blend of meaning and nonsense and a stomping blues riff.