Man in Black

alright so I've been listening to a lot of Woody Guthrie again and I love his style of folk music, that kind of outlaw, rambling type of folk music. and honestly the inspiration for this came while I was on the john and for some reason I remembered the name of that play or whatever "Annie go get your gun".

So this is a short simple little folk ballad I did and I really wrote about myself, I feel like it fits me so very well. Let me know what you think, if you please.

The Ballad of Willie D

Willie you better get you your gun
Said Willie you’d better go and get you your gun
That killing machine that you use just for fun
Willie you better go and get your gun

Willie there’s trouble at your door
I said Willie there’s all kinds of trouble at your door
Some man you don’t know called your woman a whore
I said Willie there’s some trouble at your door

Now Willie was a god fearin man
Poor Willie was a decent and god fearin man
But he walked out that door with his gun in his hand
And Willie was a god fearin man

They took Willie’s job and his home
Yes they took poor Willie’s job and his home
Left him to to roll over and die all alone
Yes they took his job and his home

One day Willie met him a girl
Yeah one day Ol’ Willie met himself a nice girl
She took him in and he fell in love with her
Yes ol’ Willie done found him a girl

Now Willie’d never harm him no soul
I said Willie he never would harm no soul
But if you were to harm his woman or kin
Willie's gonna do you right in

Now Willie’d give his life for that girl
Now Willie’d give his poor ol life for that girl
He didn’t give a damn about the rest of the world
But he’d give his poor life for that girl

Now that man had to lose his life
That rotten son of a bitch had to lose his life
Insulted the girl that Willie would make his wife
That bastard was gonna lose his life

Willie better aim for his heart
Said Willie, you’d better aim straight for his heart
Blow his ass away and tear him apart
Ol’ Willie aimed straight for his heart

Willie they got you on the run
Said Willie them police got you on the run
Took a man’s life in cold blood with your gun
Now Willie they got you on the run

The lawmen they finally tracked him down
Said them lawmen done and tracked him down
Picked up his scent with an old blood hound
Now they done and tracked Poor Willie down

Willie he died all alone
Poor Willie died on the run and alone
He’d rather shoot himself then in a cell be thrown
Willie died poor sad and alone

edit-with the help from Scatter I am slightly adjusting it

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When I was arrested I was dressed in black.

Man in Black

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When I was arrested I was dressed in black.

SageTree

Sometimes it's so good people don't know what to say

I like it and can hear it in a 'Woody G' voice. Not completely his style, but I certainly see where the womb of the song is.

Thanks man....here's to you dying surrounded by friends and family though, or some sense of not feeling alone in this world when that time comes.

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Man in Black

thanks sage man

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When I was arrested I was dressed in black.

SageTree

No problem man...not speaking out of turn AT ALL!

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