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Good Ol' Boy

          There is on my wall
          a relief map of Pennsylvania,
          my place noted, in the
          mountains, by a green
          thumbtack.

          I often wonder why I'm there. Here.
          I often wonder why I'm here. There.

          Deep into depression and words,
          I stood in the john Sunday afternoon
          The building almost empty
          Drying my hands
          Thinking . . .

          Mississippi ippie yip
          Where you goan man
          Down and back
          Where you goan
          Railroad track

          Mississippi ippie goan
          Gone away and left it cryin
          Gone away and see her dyin . . .

          No, I would live in a cotton field
          and be black
          chocolate mud black
          with great wide nose
          and great hard arms . . .

          Mississippi ippie yip
          Where you goan man
          Down and back
          Where you goan
          Railroad track . . .

          edited version of #59