Jack was here

After many a night beneath the stars

days of drinking whiskey

eatin’ beans and being lonely

Jack was here

leaning against this fence post

pondering what to do

about you.

See, Jack has a woman in town

but can’t bring himself to be

tied down away from living free

where varmints and tumbleweeds exist

in harmony.

So he’s designed a plan

to be her man

part-time, on bath day.

burn baby burn

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