I didn't meet her, but I believe we brayed drunkenly (well I did, and most of the bar was doing the same) along to Deep Purple, Elvis and some old Quebecois French country (it exists) standards. By the law of averages, I think I can claim a duet, with 30 or 40 backup singers. It's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I fully agree that it counts!
My grandfather left me a box as my inheritance. It held a shirt, a penknife and 2 45rpm Hank Williams records. I took them home and put them on the turntable, and wham. This was like music from another planet, soundwise, but the lyrics. I still shake my head at them. As I grew older, I understand why those songs, more and more.
I want to guess the two records, but I'm likely biased by the two I'm most familiar with. While I'm still "only" 40, have to remember that my parents had me late, my dad was born in 1937, so the music they listened to and I grew up loving, even when the deeper meaning of the songs hadn't connected with me yet, but hit differently now that I'm older and had more life experience, are "Your Cheatin' Heart" and "I'm so lonesome I could cry". But "Hey Good Lookin' is also still a bop! To steal a phrase from the current youth.
I'm sure both were likely covered by other country artists too, but the Hank Williams original recording of Your Cheatin' Heart is the one I heard many times as a child, played the same country albums over and over again, and it's the version I return to when needed. I played it a lot when the man I wasted the best part of my 20s with turned out to be complete fraud, cheat and liar.
He actually tried getting back in touch with me a year or so ago, actually. Tried to give me some sob story, saying I'd been the love of his life, blah blah blah, but I could see it for the pack of lies it was this time, and sent him packing.
Skeeter Davis "End of the World", and Patsy's haunting classics are always welcome too.