Someone knowing about Navajo Rug and liking it well enough to say so got me enthused about some Tom Russell. 

If I were able to maintain a structure of songs I like best that would hold up through listening to someone else I like equally well, Tom Russell's songs would be right in there with my other favorites. 

They'd be sliding up and down being my 'most' favorite, then being replaced by the next like disks on a jukebox.

Here's one that lingers as 'one of my favorites' well past when it quits playing.

What do you want from me? 

This old Martin guitar was made in 1946.

It's cracked and scratched and splintered by fingernails and picks

It's been my close companion since 1962;

Please don't ask me to decide between this guitar and you.

What do you want from me?  What do you want?

Do I have to give you everything?

What do you want from me?  What do you want?

Do I have to give you everything?

All my friends quit drinking

You can't smoke nowhere no more.

I think I'll take up smoking

Though I've never smoked before.

Getting tired of decaf coffee

I crave high-test in my cup

Too old to die of boredom

But I'm too old to grow up.

I've unloaded boxcars

Sold Bibles door to door.

I'd be rich and famous

If I weren't unknown and poor.

Blessed are the poor in spirit

For  they'll possess the earth

But the day I hand the world to you

You'll ask me what it's worth.

What do you want from me?  What do you want?

Do I have to give you everything?

What do you want from me?  What do you want?

Do I have to give you everything?

Tom Russell and Peter Case

From the Rose of San Juaquin album.

Well blogsters, I gots to run into town to buy lottery tickets and see what else the spirit moves me to do.

You folks have a fine whatever it is you're having.

Jack