Pop Argot did a bad, bad thing: while carousing out of town with one friend this weekend, he completely forgot about the birthday of another. To remedy that, for the lovely Leah, here's a song that makes me think of her every time I hear it. Happy birthday, toots.PS: Eva Cassidy may well have done the superior version of "Fields of Gold." But she'll come up another day.
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