Damn Ye for Villains, and from Whence Do Ye Come?

 

Chloroform Kate, round the Barbary Coast,
is running away from her dead father’s ghost;
she takes up a sword and fires a pistol
while reading the prayers in her worn Cath’lic missal.

Guided by reason was old Ethan Allen;
I knew him when he drank milk by the gallon.
He laughed at my jokes and danced to my song,
but I haven’t seen him in ever so long.

Damn ye for villains and from whence do ye come?
We’ll dance to the song played on bagpipe and drum.

Daniel Boone, wearing a frayed coonskin cap,
would lay himself down to take a brief nap,
in a coffin of wood and we could only surmise
that he was testing it, measuring for size.

Damn ye for villains and from whence do ye come?
We’ll dance to the song played on bagpipe and drum.