Jon
I like this sorta ballad. A coupla suggestions
in the interests of syllabic music:
> Davy Crockett's
>> lost in the woods
>> with a pig in a poke
>> and a bill of goods;
>> he went out hunting
>> for the Cisco Kid (colon here)
>> and ended up ashamed (delete "and")
>> of whatever he did.
>>
>> Baby, baby,
>> beat my heart,
>> snap its strings
>> and make it smart;
>> New York City's
>> floating in air:
>> is it always this way ( delete "always")
>> everywhere?
>>
>> Baby Face Nelson
>> and Abraham Lincoln
>> went into the bar (delete "into" and "the" replace with "to" and "a")
>> and came out stinkin',
>> and Rip Van Winkle
>> has a new disguise:
>> a riverboat gambler
>> with a pack of lies.
>>
>> Mama, mama,
>> lift my basket:
>> looks like Chicago's
>> blown a gasket.
>> All these people (delete "All". Start with "These people would be")
>> would be better off dead (delete "would be")
>> than trying to live
>> on the devil's bread.
>>
>> There's plague back east
>> and dust out west,
>> floods down south
>> and the north's depressed;
>> the cargo's vanished,
>> the wheels are gone:
>> this wagon's broke
>> and we won't see dawn. (delete "and")
>>
>> Father, father,
>> shoot my wad,
>> crack my whip
>> and bust my sod:
>> San Francisco (use "Frisco's" and add "fallen")
>> fell into the sea, (delete "fell")
>> but nobody noticed
>> except for me.
In serious fun
Anthony
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