When I was a kid, Mom was a huge fan of the Statler Brothers. (Well, inasmuch as a 107-pound woman can be said to be a "huge" anything.) She moved on to the Oak Ridge Boys as their popularity rose, but when I was shopping for a CD of international music to include in our raffle basket for the dance I couldn't keep myself from buying a $5 copy of The Best of the Statler Brothers in honor of her birthday earlier in the week.
Among their best-known hits is a piece I thought appropriate for the dance: I'll Go to My Grave Loving You. What a great tune. But it wasn't until I just looked up the lyrics and saw the bridge, to which I'd never really heard the words, that I realized that the songwriter was singing to another man's woman, with whom he knew he'd never be. Oops. I still love the piece, even in the original context in which I'd understood it.
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