My childhood memories are a jumble that usually require therapy to piece together into coherent form, so this is a tough one.
There are a few songs that when I hear them throw me back into a blurry, swirling space- not so much a coherent memory as a brief, jumpy film clip lasting barely long enough to create an impression.
This one summons a muddy back yard, a stream, a pack of dogs and a lot of giant shirtless grown ups.
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