Yet another song that makes me wish my name was Jolene. How is it that every girl named Jolene is a bona fide heart-breaker? It has to be something to do with the name- like how a star sign denotes your personality, I guess all Jolenes are just gorgeous, she-devils. This particular Jolene apparently messed Ray LaMontagne up something awful and BOY, did he write a heart-wrencher about it. Beautiful, painful lyrics coming from that deep, raspy voice of LaMontagne's really convinces me that he did buy that "hard pack of cigarettes in the early morning rain"...and every morning since. This is my personal favourite Ray LaMontagne song but they are all great. His new group, Ray LaMontagne and the Pariah Dogs, is phenomenal too.
Ch-ch-check it out.
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