On a sweltering August evening in Hershey, PA, Willie Nelson and Bob Dylan continued writing their stories as two American ...

WILLIE NELSON: (Singing) Then you tell me that you wish that you never heard of me. When you close your eyes, I'm not the one you see. Well, kiss me when you're through.

POMEROY: (Singing) Broke you like a mirror into pieces, a view of me staring back in disbelief. Honey, I swear I didn't mean to. Never loved someone like I loved you.

WILLIE NELSON: (Singing) Then you tell me that you wish that you never heard of me. When you close your eyes, I'm not the one you see. Well, kiss me when you're through.