if life were a folk song
there would be more
romance
danger
magic
abominable snowmen
fires
ghosts
floods
orphans
feats of strength
maritime disasters
jesters
hard times
good times
crab games
shacks on a river
dive bars in the woods
mississippi john hurt records
righteous pain
cops and robbers
dry rivers to cross under purple moons
nights that never end
days that never begin
cowboys and indians
damn builders
union dues
mountains to climb and descend
interesting trees
cool hats
horses
dirty thousand-dollar pinstriped suits
dusty old leather shoes
all night drives
across state lines
candles burning at both ends
guitars
violins
guns
accordions
drugs
and ne're do wells
hanging around
cheap apartments at dawn
if my life were a folk song
it would start in a minor
end in g
with a bridge in b flat
to float under
in a raft
or dive off
break my neck
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