Skeeter Davis
I was enjoying lunch at Plum Delicious in the Renton Highlands with my friend Kristine from Foothills Massage Therapy, when The End Of The World came on. While talking with Kristine, and quietly freaking out about the song, which at the time, I had no idea who sang it, our waitress Cora came out of the kitchen and was like..."Who sings this song?" Maybe she heard me talking about Pink Floyd, and thought I was some music afficionado...but I turned to Cora and told her I'm trying to figure that out too!! And then the nice man sitting a few tables away from us overheard us, and got on the phone and consulted his wife, who was apparently at home, sitting beside this nice man's sizeable vinyl collection, and he asked her to peruse the archives. He jotted down the song title and artist, written in a way that only a Boeing engineer could and walked over to our table with the data, so now we know!
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