The Ballad of the Enoree

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David A. Crossman

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On the Enoree river in South Carolina
In the country where nobody goes
There was a coupla kids from the city goin' fishin'
Where they ended up nobody knows
'Cause they never come back to tell their story
And the law could only suppose
You see a number of people been lost on the Enoree
They figured they were some of those
And the river was slow and spiders was droppin'
From the branches of the cypress trees
When they come upon a log, a fallen 'cross the river
And it didn't get there naturally
Well there are places where your mamma said
You're not to go
You shoulda listened now you'll never hear
"I told you so."
There comes a time when it's too late to turn around
And walk away
And your time is today
Well there's a family livin' on the banks of the river
And they go by a Scottish name
For 300 years they've lived in that cabin
And none of 'em have ever changed
No none have been born
And none have died
And none'll ever be set free
As long as Papa keeps a secret
In the lead-lined box
By the banks of the Enoree
Well Mamma said to Papa
"Go and get your gun
Mary start the fire, put the kettle on
Junior get the shovel and tell your sister Rose to put away
The corn silk doll she made
'Cause people from the city never understand
The sacrifice they're makin' for the promised land
The temple and the tomb and the lady dressed in gray
And her demands
Or the symbols on her hands."
Well there's a little pavilion in a clearin' by the river
In a spot that Mamma chose
And no one is allowed to go near it in November
'Cept for Mamma and her daughter Rose
And the rites and the rituals and incantations
Have a pre-historic pedigree
And Papa keeps their secret
In a lead-lined box
By the banks of the Enoree
Well Mamma said to Papa
"Go and get your gun
Mary start the fire, put the kettle on
Junior get the shovel and tell your sister Rose to put away
The corn silk doll she made
'Cause people from the city never understand
The sacrifice they're makin' for the promised land
The temple and the tomb and the lady dressed in gray
And her demands
Or the symbols on her hands."
Now Mary sews their names
In a cross-stitch sampler
And she spreads it out across her knee
And the muddy waters of the river
Know to keep their secrets
And they're secrets that you'd never
Believe

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