Ramblin' Jack Elliott (photo: Carolyn McCoy) Words by Carolyn McCoy There are very few old-timer troubadour folk singers left, as most of them have passed on through the Pearly Gates of Heaven. There was a time when the world had plenty of them around, causing havoc while rambling around America telling stories on their beat-up old guitars. These troubadours of the days of yore spent their time riding freight trains and singing about the greatness of this land being our land; they sported instruments that stated “This Machine Kills Fascits” and they were musicians who were not afraid of challenging the [...]