UNREQUITED DEATH
UNREQUITED DEATHVultures on the ridge
Sun is burnin down
Not a livin soul out here
Not no one to be found
Water's looking good
My throat is awful dry
Wondered if that bird up there
Was ever gonna fly
My head is in the flow
Soaking up my back
I'm lookin Middle Eastern
I'm half dead and that's a fact
It's power surges strong
It shocks me back to life
Her face is bouncing back to me
My darling little wife
I'm rolling to my side
As my lungs complain for air
But I'd drown myself a happy man
And prob'bly wouldn't care
Ah my curley headed dream
Would be just a little sore
You'd think she'd had enough of me -
She'll be happy to the core
I thought my horse was gone
Hah! She's found a second wind
And when she's watered up enough
We'll get back at it agin
I kin smell that cooling bread
In the window by the stove
Sweet butter melts inside my head
As we near Connection Cove
I flag the old eighteen
She churns to a billowed halt
Yes I love the rails as much it seems
As a horse's tongue for salt
The boxcar groans and shudders
I can thank the Lord I'm here
Six long days of death defied
Now they're handin me a beer
Ol Daisy's kinda limpin
But she'll make it through all right
The corner field is buzzin
With the cricket song tonight
I see the lamps are burning
And ol sergent on the step
There's revellry beyond the walls
And things not where they're kep
My heart is all a wonder
Is it sun or dessert sands?
It looks to me some cowboy's
Got my banjo in his hands
The tune I hear I heared before
And Dinah heared it too
"Fee-fye fiddly-eye-o
Someones in the kitchen with Dinah"
... I believe I'll shoot him through!
~ NevillePark 4/10
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