With a little help from the Horse Bluegrass lyric-generating Twitter bot…
We looked down the line
Dear Nellie since I came here
Please don’t ever shine
When we were happy
The bright lights and bright and gay
Last night I know now
If I could I hear
No falsehood and no more wine
And the red shoes on
But still I find that
I'm taking you to jail if
you find me gone cold
Riding on a young
man, you better run, I know
you ain't living right
I shot my woman
with a false-hearted woman,
that I couldn't sleep
But I'll be a man
on that West Virginia line
My love was so blind
There she will wear the
robe and crown, and high on the
river at midnight
Now lie ‘neath the friends
that leads up to my home, and
I thought it was grand
The above is a work of satire. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental … although entirely likely.
