WE WAS MOUNTAINMEN, by Ron Laclair
I remember when we was Mountainmen
Seems like it wern't long ago
We was bullhide tough an we played real rough
there wern't a man that we couldn't throw
We shoot light bows now, bad shoulders ya know
so we stalk and we get real near
we hone them arrers till they'll shave hair
an still manage to kill us some deer
We still Rendezvous and we still count coup
but it ain't like it use ta be
our joints is worn and it's hard ta run
when ya got a titanium knee
Then there's them pipes, ya just never know
if they're in the shape they should be
So the Doc he say's, "Son I think it's time
ya got a colonoscopy"
Can't sleep no more on the cold hard ground
since we got that new pastic hip
use ta drink a whole jug round the fire at night
now it's just a few little sips.
The day will come....not far down the road
when they'll wanna put me in a home
They'll say I'm too old ta be out in the cold
to old ta hunt on my own
When they come ta take me to that old folks home
on some cold dark rainy night
They'll sure be surprised when this old Coon say's,
"BOY'S, THAT'LL BE AFTER THE FIGHT"
But if they win an I'm put in
to that fearsome lonely place
ta swaller pills cuz I got the chills
mongst wrinkles on my face
Then remember me, Ya'all that's still free
an hold to the Mountain Creed
To never rest, but fight yer best,
til the ol" coon is finely freed!
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