04-30-2016, 07:23 AM
Doing it wrong
I learned my letters with a tune
and expected the truth from songs.
I raised my hand in school one day,
sure the teacher had it wrong.
The Liberty Bell was cracked, she said.
"But, Davy Crockett patched it up!
It says so in the song!"
I think I argued for my point
once everyone stopped laughing.
It must be true! The song said so!
He killed a b'ar when he was only three, too!
These are the lessons I learned that year:
everyone laughs if you get it wrong,
so be ready if you try.
You can't trust songs. They lie.
And as for the king of the wild frontier,
he wa'rnt no king and I hope that b'ar ate his ass.
*The Ballad of Davy Crockett
I learned my letters with a tune
and expected the truth from songs.
I raised my hand in school one day,
sure the teacher had it wrong.
The Liberty Bell was cracked, she said.
"But, Davy Crockett patched it up!
It says so in the song!"
I think I argued for my point
once everyone stopped laughing.
It must be true! The song said so!
He killed a b'ar when he was only three, too!
These are the lessons I learned that year:
everyone laughs if you get it wrong,
so be ready if you try.
You can't trust songs. They lie.
And as for the king of the wild frontier,
he wa'rnt no king and I hope that b'ar ate his ass.
*The Ballad of Davy Crockett