Swan song, I suppose

March 3, 2009 at 5:06 pm 5 comments

Yep, it’s been months since I last posted.  I’m not going to make excuses, although I am sorry if anyone’s been missing reading posts here.  I have had nothing worthwhile to say, and much else to do…you know how that goes, I’m pretty sure.

But I’ve been doing some hanging out over at the Life After the Oil Crash forums, and found this little gem that moved me to post here once again…maybe for one last time, I just don’t know.  (Link to the actual post and thread.)

Poster TLR1138 asks: How long before people start writing hymns to outlaws again?

PRETTY BOY FLOYD  (Woody Guthrie)

Come gather round me children, a story I will tell
Of Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well

Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon
His wife beside him in the wagon as into town they rode

A deputy sheriff approached them in a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language and his wife she overheard

Well, Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain, and the deputy grabbed a gun
And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down

Then he took to the trees and rivers to lead a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name

Yes he took to the trees and timbers on the Canadian river shore
And the outlaw found a welcome at many a farmer’s door

Yes, there’s many a starving farmer, the same story told
How the outlaw paid their mortgage and saved their little home

Others tell about the stranger who came to beg a meal
And underneath the napkin left a thousand dollar bill

It was in Oklahoma City, it was on a Christmas day
Came a whole carload of groceries and a letter that did say

Well, you say that I’m an outlaw, and you say that I’m a thief
Here’s a Christmas dinner for the families on relief

Well, as through the world I’ve rambled, I’ve seen lots of funny men
Some rob you with a sixgun, some with a fountain pen

As through this world you ramble, as through this world you roam
You’ll never see an outlaw drive a family from its home

Here’s wishing all you good Outlaws the best in the world.

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Entry filed under: Big Picture, Free Your Mind, Living Free, Money & Economy, Outlawry, Writer's Life.

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5 Comments Add your own

  • 1. PintofStout  |  March 3, 2009 at 8:36 pm

    I love this song!

    Good to hear from you again. I should drop into TMM more often, I think.

    Reply
  • 2. kentmcmanigal  |  March 4, 2009 at 2:19 am

    Thanks, and same wishes to you, you wonderful little Firefly. You can still post whenever you feel like it. No pressure.

    Reply
  • 3. Catch up « Yak Attack  |  March 4, 2009 at 3:31 pm

    […] are you doing? Well I hope. I took a peek over at Lightning’s place and she posted yesterday, Swan Song I Suppose. I won’t say good-bye; so long for now will need to suffice. I know we’ll bump into […]

    Reply
  • 4. morrigan  |  March 6, 2009 at 9:38 am

    It was so nice to see a post from you! I hope that all is going well in your world.

    Reply
  • 5. brandon  |  April 11, 2009 at 8:06 am

    I feel like i am chasing ghosts here. I came upon this site while looking up claire wolfe. I just saw that she quit posting years ago and now this blog is on it’s “swan song”. That’s too bad. Not enough liberty loving voices out there.

    Reply

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