We have a guest blogger today, my 13 year old niece. She doesn't know she is blogging today but has been sending me e-mails all weekend and I would like to share them with you. It seems she has just found out about that Colorado anti-hero Alfred E. Packer and his deeds. She was so inspired by this story that she has been writing songs about it all weekend. Here are the e-mails she sent me.
First e-mail: Subject- It's me.
This is a true story. It happened in the 1800's anyway I wrote the lyrics myself! Tell me if you like it!
The Packer Bunch (to the tune of Brady bunch)
Here's the story of a guy named Packer
Who wanted to go up to Breckenridge
He brought along some men who were miners too
In hopes of finding gold
Here’s the story of their long journey
And how they got to an Indian camp
Then they decided to brave a blizzard
Of snow and ice and cold
Eventually they all got hungry
And there was only so much food to eat
So Packer killed them all and ate them up
And that’s the way that they became the Packer Bunch!
The end
Second e-mail:Subject-Song 2
The Trial
Packer: Please don't hang me, I'm not a bad man
Living with myself is hard to stand
It just was hard to live without food
and Humphries leg looked mighty good
I didn't kill them I'm not bad
It was Bell and now he's dead
I actually killed Bell, yes it's true
He was coming at me so I shot him good
Hit him right square in the head (taps head)
And wouldn't you know it now he's dead.
Jury: He doens't seem like such a bad guy
Packer: I'm not
Procecusion(interviening with new tune): He is!, he killed his fellow men
Are you going to let him kill again
Make sure he pays for murder
Jury(talking): Come to think of it, Youre right
Proc.: I'm right?
Jury: You're right
(Song picks up again to original tune)Judge our sentence is death penalty
We can not let this man run free
He could kill and eat our kids
Judge( speaking now): What do you say to that Packer
Packer: Aww ****!
Judge: You shall be hanged till your Dead! Dead! Dead!
Third e-mail: Subject-Songs part 3
Super Duper De do
Humphries: I’m hungry
Swan: I’m cold
Miller: I can’t believe we went through all this just to get some gold
(beat picks up)Packer: Don’t worry Don’t frown
Turn that sad face upside down
I’ll climb on top of the mountain
And everything ‘ll be Super Duper Dee do.
Miners: He’ll climb to the top of that hill
Packer: I’ll see how close we are to the next town
Miners(except swan who’s not moving) He’ll see how close we are
Packer: Now how is that for everybody
Humphries: That’s great
Noon: That’s good
Miller: That’s super
Miners: Super duper Dee Do
(Humphries nudges Swan beat continues awkwardly)
Noon: Swan this is you line. Swan?
(music comes to an abrupt halt)
Noon: He’s dead.
Packer: Well um okay lets wrap up this song and I’ll be on my way to the hill. Bell you can fill in for Swan. We were on Super Duper Dee Do. (music starts up again)
Bell: That’s sure a great solution. It’s Super Duper Dee do!
Miners: Super Duper Dee do!
Packer (not singing): Now don’t go eating each other while I’m gone. Ya hear?
(every one laughs even though it’s not meant as a joke)
Thank You
Packer: Snow is falling steadily
Miners: We can’t find a warm place to sleep
Chief Ouray (talking): You sleep here.
Humphries: Thank (barbershop quartet)
Noon: Thank
Miller: Thank
All miners: You (beat picks up)
Packer :( spirit fingers) we just want to thank you
Bell: For the hospitality
Miners: Dum dum dum
Packer: We just want to thank you
Noon: For letting us stay
Miners: Dum Dum Dum
Packer: We just want to thank you
Humphries: For every thing
Miners: Woo
Packer: Anyway we’d just like to say
Thank you, thank you every day.
Chief Ouray: You stop sing or I have squaw slit throats.
Packer: Geez some ones a negative Nancy!
To my niece:
Thank you, sweetie, you are very talented.
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