I started out in search of ordinary things / How much of a tree bends in the wind / I started telling the story without knowing the end (Bill Callahan)

It was out at the crossroads, down round Willow bank / Seen a Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank / Well I chased him through them county roads till a sign said Canadian border five miles from here / I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his taillights disappear […]

In a booth in the corner with the lights down low / I was movin‘ in fast, she was takin‘ it slow / Well, I looked at him and caught him lookin‘ at me / I knew right then we were playin‘ free in Oregon (Loretta Lynn & Jack White)