Laying Low For Awhile

[couchgrouch]

Laying Low For AwhileJeff was deep in the cornfield, when that Caddy pulled awaysome banker conned his mama, from half their harvest payJeff hit town with a shotgun, hidden in a gunny sackand made that cheating banker, give that money backin the heart of Arkansasthere were cousins ev'ry milehe'd outlast that bank's revengeby laying low for awhileJeff's first robb'ry was justice, but that gave him a tastehe thought banks were just rabbits, waiting to be chasedwith both his barrels blazing, bankers opened ev'ry vaultbystanders fulla steel shot, bleeding on the asphaltthe sheriff had to set a trapcos poor Jeff had gone wildthey'd catch him when he thoughtthey were laying low for awhilesundown was smeared and bloody, like ten bullets to the backfifty lawmen ambushed Jeff, outside his mama's shackall Jeff's rampage did, was cause his mama harmwithout his help or hand-outs, she hadda sell that farmbut like lotsa mothers doshe stood by him in denialshe'd sweep his grave and sayhe's just laying low for awhile(c)2004 Robert George