 what we used to call slave songs. I ain't really like them because I thought of slavery. I thought it was kind of slave. You singing these old spirituals or whatever. And the sister was starting to sing a song, Swing Low, Sweet Chariot. And I guess I had a look on my face that she kind of read and looked at and realized, you know, sometimes I'm ignorant too. I don't know everything. She said, I got one of these Yankees think he know everything. So she was real polite to me. She stopped her song.