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Field Recording, No. 1

from From the Baptist Bookstore by Very Old Morris

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“Cherokee Lunch”
No one was as tall as
Hundred Dollar Bill--
Shirt made of gabardine
And britches of twill--
There at the Cherokee Lunch.
Skin a shade darker than
His khaki and hair,
His Perfect Repeater
From heaven-knows-where--
But as old at least as he.

A brother dead, I knew,
In the rodeo;
His ma from Wyoming,
An Arapahoe;
His pa one of Ratliff’s bunch--
He never liked Christmas,
Nor Jesus, nor church.
Well, he sat by the fire--
Mesquite and some birch
Booger brought down from Cody--

And sang out of tune songs and
Told imperfect rhymes.
Swore he’d never seen the sea,
But sang of it samewise and
Of forgotten times,
And some Larry McMurtry:

Spite all that it likes in green’ry,
How Texas is only scene’ry.

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from From the Baptist Bookstore, released July 26, 2019

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Very Old Morris San Antonio, Texas

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I'm from San Antonio, Texas. I like to write sad songs about the place and the people I come from. I haven't eaten at Bill Miller's in 15 years, except for one slice of pecan pie a week ago.
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