Yep, girls all round momma, her sittin there with an autoharp on her lap. Then after she passed on, just the girls. I never got to know them. Everybody married & relocated before I was born. They all wrote back & forth with dad for a while, but that petered out before I was a teenager. There is the non-musical Carters spread around here where I am, but they're into liquor like the others were into music. That bunch would walk a mile to tell a lie rather than sit still & tell the truth & they have to steal something before they leave your house. They weren't Carter family siblings. They were first cousins to their father...... You wanna hear something funny, been picking since I was 4, be 60 in 4 months, sang on the radio as a child, but somewhere in my early teens, I developed the worse stage fright you've ever seen. Never got over it. Guess it doesn't matter now. Years of chain smoking & breathing problems, arthritis in my hands & fingers, but I still make music for myself when no ones around. I can still whistle, warbler like a bird. That doesn't take the breath singing does, but I don't have the breath to yodel at all anymore. Mostly now I pick some classical & flamenco, or I play & hum folk or mountain music. Fingers & breathing won't me do any fast tempo stuff. I finger pick btw. Oh, you'll get a kick out of this. I played your song to a young friend of mine last night (she's 29) & she got the biggest kick out of it. Made me play it for her a second time, swore it was Toby Keith, then made me play it for a third time! She laughed & smiled the whole time, & that's a GOOD THING, she has major issues with depression & YOU brought a little light into her life. Hope that makes you smile!
~~~ PEACE!~~~