Tammy Wynette makes me cry. She has this planative wail that strips you of any sentiment , replacing it with with hers. Something like My Elusive Dreams where she describes moving to almost every state with her husband. She portrays it with almost documentary clarity. The fact she lost a child is as ordinary a tragedy as not to be overemoted . It is an anthem , along with Stand By Your Man that should make any femminist cringe. But her voice with that little twang, the twinge of sadness , its good.