Well now, you've probably heard it rumored that here in Deadwood we
have such a tough neighborhood that our babies teeth on guns. And the
fact of the matter is, this is the very truth. I happen to know
the lady who was responsible for the start of this rumor. Nice woman,
married with a baby. One afternoon, she saw a drifter approaching her
house. She knew he would bother her something fierce for food and take
advantage of her. So she took out her husband's gun. To her dismay, she
found that it weren't loaded. Jest then, that drifter walked right in
the door without knocking or nothing. So the woman dropped the empty gun
into the crib and tried to fend him off. The drifter was all set
to take every bite of food the little lady had prepared for her
husband's dinner, and give her a hard time to boot. But he happened to
glance into the crib, and saw the woman's little feller jest gumming
away at the handle of the gun. Well that drifter turned pale and
high-tailed it out of there. Left Deadwood as far behind as he could. He
didn't cotton to the idea of stayin' in a place where the babies teeth
on guns.
It's not hard to catch a meal in New Hampshire, no sir. Take my
neighbor, Old Man Moses, who lives down a piece from me. One morning,
Old Man Moses went out his kitchen door and found twelve turkeys on his
fence. He figured one of them would make a good dinner, but he was
afeared that if he went to get his gun, them turkeys would be gone when
he returned.
So Old Man Moses tossed his ax at them turkeys,
hoping to get at least one. But his ax caught the tree branch above the
turkeys on the fence. The branch fell into the pond, taking the turkeys
with it and trapping their legs right good. Old Man Moses went right
into the pond after them turkeys, his great coat floating around him
like a fishing net. By the time he came ashore, Old Man Moses had
snagged himself twelve turkeys and a passel of fish for his supper.
Ain't nowhere else I know of where you can catch a weeks worth of meals
in under ten minutes 'cept in New Hampshire. Just ask Old Man Moses.
Annette Hanshaw - True Blue Lou (1929) (Leo Robin / Sam Coslow / Richard Whiting)
(from "The Dance Of Life") 14 July 1929 New York, acc. The New Englanders:
Annette Hanshaw v Phil Napoleon t Tommy Dorsey tb Jimmy Dorsey cl Frank Signorelli p ? Tony Colucci g ? Joe Tarto sb Stan King d
Annette Hanshaw - True Blue Lou (1929)
Down in the poolroom
Some of the gang were
Talking of gals they knew
Women are all the same, said Joe
Then one dizzy bird
Said, pal, ain't you heard
The story of True Blue Lou
Listen and get an earful, Joe
While I remind you she was
A dame in love with a guy
She stuck to him
But didn't know why
Everyone blamed her
Still they all named her
True Blue Lou
He gave her nothing
She gave him all
But when he had
His back to the wall
Who fought to save him
Smiled and forgave him
True Blue Lou
He got a break and went
Away to get a new start
But poor kid, she never got a break
Except the one way
Down deep in her heart
Maybe somewhere
In heaven up above
There's a reward
For that kind of love
Angels won't blame her
They too will name her
True Blue Lou! "That's All!"
