《The Bullhead Boat》歌词

[00:00:00] I was sleepin' in a line barn

[00:00:02] And eatin' beans and hay

[00:00:05] And the boss kicked my starn

[00:00:07] Every night and every day

[00:00:08] I hired out canawling

[00:00:10] As a horny hand of toil

[00:00:12] Drivin' mules that kept a-squaling

[00:00:15] Along the towpath's smelly soil

[00:00:18] Oh my feet raised corns and blisters

[00:00:20] And the mules they raised a stink

[00:00:23] They roolled my feeling threw me

[00:00:25] Plumb into the smelly drink

[00:00:27] I thought I'd quit canoe

[00:00:29] And the boss he thought so too

[00:00:31] Said treasure hang the dig and ball

[00:00:33] Or go rolling your own canoe

[00:00:36] Well I was drying on the toal path

[00:00:38] Watching boats go up and down

[00:00:41] Shivering from the first good bath

[00:00:43] That I had since I held town

[00:00:46] When a boat polling to the basin

[00:00:48] To the wood dock for the night

[00:00:50] And I lost no time

[00:00:51] I hasten around the bridge

[00:00:53] To bomb a bite

[00:00:55] Oh they filled me up

[00:00:56] With beans and shote

[00:00:57] And lighted me up a cob

[00:00:59] They asked if I could steer a boat

[00:01:01] And they offered me a job

[00:01:04] Next morning I was hosted

[00:01:06] Up to the cabin's roof

[00:01:08] By the tiller there I roosted

[00:01:10] And I watched that driver hoof

[00:01:12] Oh the boat she was a Bullhead

[00:01:14] Both decked up to the cabin's top

[00:01:17] And many canawlers now are dead

[00:01:19] Who had no time to drop

[00:01:22] When the captain he forgot to yell

[00:01:23] Low bridge ducker down

[00:01:26] The Bullhead steersman went to Hell

[00:01:28] With a bridge bashing's crown

[00:01:30] Well we were loaded up

[00:01:31] With Star Brand salt

[00:01:33] And the Cap was loaded too

[00:01:35] Now I can't say

[00:01:36] That was all his fault

[00:01:37] 'Cuz what's a man to do

[00:01:39] The bridge was only a heave away

[00:01:42] When I saw her around the bend

[00:01:45] To the cap a word I couldn't say

[00:01:47] While tumbling end over end

[00:01:49] So canawlers take my warning

[00:01:51] Never steer a Bullhead boat

[00:01:54] They'll find you some sad morning

[00:01:55] In the old canawler's float

[00:01:58] Do all your navigating

[00:01:59] In a line barn filled with hay

[00:02:02] And the bridge you won't be hating

[00:02:04] And you'll live till Judgement Day

[00:02:06] The Bullhead Boat - Art Thieme