Steve Earle Does It the Hard Way
Mark Rowland, Musician, October 1990
DRIVING WEST out of Nashville on a summer afternoon the hills look green and lazy, a deceptively pastoral view. "This is a poor county," Steve Earle explains between cigarette drags. "You can always tell around here, if it's real hilly; the places with no arable land around here were the poor ones." His eyes flick back to the road. "terrible place to be in jail, too."
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