I always think of a rainy Sunday morning as we were getting ready to go to church when I hear this song. It was playing in the background and I remember my mother spit on a Kleenex and wiped my face. I can still smell her lipstick. Skeeter Davis:
I always think of a rainy Sunday morning as we were getting ready to go to church when I hear this song. It was playing in the background and I remember my mother spit on a Kleenex and wiped my face. I can still smell her lipstick. Skeeter Davis: