Ballad

 

What did they get with their rope of grass-o,

What did they get today?

What did they nab with their pastoral lasso?

Quickly, take it away.

He had a gun with a silver barrel.

He had a wife and a child.

He did a turn in his gray apparel,

Waved at us then and smiled.

There’s where he lies, I sing you one-o,

Green as a dandelion.

Will he be back? Oh, I dunno.

Ask me again in Zion.