Lehigh Valley II

	This second bawdy ballad inspired by the 19th Century parlor song seems not to have flourished.  

It was down in the Lehigh Valley,
In early Sixty-three,
We were panning soand in the Rio Grande,
Cross-eyed Bill and me.

When Bill got stuck on a gal named Nell,
Well, she warn't so goldurned bad,
But he brought her up to the house to live,
And I was a rooty lad.

While Cross-eyed Bill was panning in the creek
As it trickled through the trees nearby,
Nell and I'd be at it,
A-tearing off a trick on the sly.

Well, spring rolled by in the old Lehigh,
And Nell dropped twins, you see,
One was a cross-eyed son-of-a-bitch
And the other looked just like me.

     This was given to the editor in 1964 by Dale Koby, then of Los Angeles, and is the only version in the editor's files.  Koby had no tune for his version, which is probably from Immortalia (1927), p. 144.  Koby was later an editor at Pendulum Books, which brought out the 1968 edition of Immortalia.®PG¯