This is yet another disc culled from the motherlode (so to speak) I wrote about in a previous post (here it is, if'n you hain't read it yet). I seem to remember hearing this song a long time ago, when I was a kid, but I never knew who sang it until I found this record. It has a nice 'n cozy sort of homespun feel to it, and yes, there are times when you just kinda feel like you'd like to do what he's singing about. It doesn't seek to challenge Aristotelianism or anything, but it's still a worthwhile pursuit, in my book. (I like how he says "put" instead of "get" a good buzz on. We could quibble over the semantics for hours). The harmonica part may be annoying to some, but all in all it's an enjoyable little ditty.
Jonathan Edwards the preacher/theologian died from complications following a smallpox inoculation. Jonathan Edwards the singer/songwriter is still alive & performing, as far as I know.