Bundler's Lament

Bundler’s Lament By: Claude P. Bowie, Jr. To tune of “The Ship John D” There was grumbling in the air. They hollered strike! We don’t care. We won’t print for food, Let me go home. Let me go home let me go home. This is the worst trip that I have been on. (Refrain) Turn on the First Press rolls See how the bundle’s set. Call to the Pressman afloor, I want to go home(or let me go home). I want to go home. I want to go home. This is the worst trip that I have been on. Well, the Bundler, he got drunk. Broke in the Pressman’s trunk. The Sheriff had to come and take him away. Sheriff John Stone, Why don’t you leave me alone? This is the worst trip that I have been on. (Refrain)

The Boss man was so kind. He was a friend of mine. But the crack cocaine made him go bad. It was so sad. The policemen gave him a chase, That ended in a foot race. Over the Mississippi Bridge rail he did go. Sheriff John Stone, Why don’t you leave me alone? This is the worst trip since I have been born. (Refrain with last line: This is the worst trip since I have been born.) Copyright: Claude P. Bowie, Jr.