Buckaroo

At the end of the Young family memorial gathering for my father, my Aunt Barbara, Uncle Jonathan, Aunt Andrea and her husband got up to play & sing this song.  They said that “My Little Buckaroo” was a lullabye that my grandmother had sung to my father when he was a child.  A lullabye that, later, she didn’t sing to her other five children.  A lullabye just for him.

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