It was hard to choose a favorite from B. B. King’s incredible music to mark his passing.
So, I chose this one because I like to picture some 3-year old in a car seat, gliding down the road with his mama and listening to this for the first time.
He will look down and find his toe tapping. And he will feel the music bathe him like it has the rest of us.
From the CD, Blue Moo, Sandra Boynton. B.B. King didn’t write the song, but there’s no one else who could have done it better, is there?