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Black Bart Lyrics
A man appeared before Wells Fargo
Wells Fargo's stage driver man
wearing a long white linen
and a dust flour sack over his head
Pointed a double barreled shotgun
at the driver and forced him to halt
please throw down your box sir
and madame please I don't need your money or pearls
They call him Black Bart P08
the highway bandit poetry man
leaving his poem disappeared
like a ghost on his own all on his own
the road he owns
Rise Black Bart rise I'm calling
calling your spirit out
dust off your hat and hatchet
there are boxes out there with your name and mark
The road has been cold and lonely
the road has been out of gold tales let's shake up some dust
we'll be opening the box like before just like before
and leaves a poem
(Black Bart 1877):
For honor and for riches
I've labored long and hard for the bread
but on my corns to long you tread
you fine haired sons of bitches.
Wells Fargo's stage driver man
wearing a long white linen
and a dust flour sack over his head
at the driver and forced him to halt
please throw down your box sir
and madame please I don't need your money or pearls
the highway bandit poetry man
leaving his poem disappeared
like a ghost on his own all on his own
the road he owns
calling your spirit out
dust off your hat and hatchet
there are boxes out there with your name and mark
the road has been out of gold tales let's shake up some dust
we'll be opening the box like before just like before
and leaves a poem
For honor and for riches
I've labored long and hard for the bread
but on my corns to long you tread
you fine haired sons of bitches.
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As with the rest of the album, based on historical fact http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Bart_(outlaw)
Fascinating story, brilliant song
"We call it our 'country Motörhead' song," said Michael Poulsen. "Black Bart is a true character, an outlaw in the 1800s who robbed Wells Fargo coaches. He’d ask the driver to throw down the Wells Fargo box, and he spoke like a gentleman: “Please, sir, throw down your box.“ The women in the coach would throw their pearls at his feet, but he always said, "I don’t want your pearls and your money, ladies, please take them back.” He wore a sack over his head so no one knew who he was, and he always left poems for the stagecoach driver. He was an outlaw gentleman."
He robbed Wells Fargo stagecoaches roughly 28 times across northern California between 1875 and 1883, including several times along the historic Siskiyou Trail between California and Oregon.