Reference/ Bruce Jackson’s Get Your Ass in the Water and Swim Like Me

Charllote/

It was back in the time of seventeen hundred and sixty two,

I had a fucked-up times and I didn’t know what to do. 

My man was leaving, he was putting me out in the cold. 

I said, ‘Why you leaving me, baby?’ He said, ‘Our love has grown cold.’ 

So he kept packing the bags, so I said, ‘Fuck it,’ you know. 

So I waded through water and I waded through mud

and I came to this town called Blow the Whistle Hard. 

And I asked the bartender for something to eat,

he give me a dirty glass a water and tough-assed piece a meat. 

I said, ‘Bartender, bartender, don’t you know who I am?’

He said, ‘ Frankly, my lady, I don’t give a goddam.’ 

I said, ‘My name is Charlotte.’ He said,’Oh, yes, I heard about you up this way,

but I don’t feed you hungry mother fuckers each and every day.’ 

Then we went upstairs,

we fucked on the table and all over the floor. 

Lucy/ 

It was back in the time of seventeen hundred and sixty two, 

I killed a man with a fruit knife,

and run to the town named Blow the Whistle Hard. 

I walked around each streets till I met a woman who asked,

‘ Will you be my girl ?’ 

‘ What do you want me to do?’ I puzzled. 

‘ As easy as being a nice piece of cheese, being eaten by the rats.’

‘ I love cheese, but I am not fond of rats.’ I answered. 

In anyhow, I followed her to a house.

By the time you could hear the drop of a pin,

that bad motherfucker Billy Lions had just walked in.

He sticked a poster next to the front desk,

‘ Who can this man’s murderer be?’

One motherfucker said, ‘You better speak soft, this is the house under Charlotte’s name.’