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Pernicious effcts of slash goggles

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly wept as we bore him along.
For we loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome,
We all loved our comrade, although he'd done wrong.



What exactly did the cowboy do wrong? And why does this song make me think of Archie? (Well, possibly because everything makes me think of Archie.)

Silly to have this on my phone, when it makes me tear up every damn time.

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mylodon
Aug. 25th, 2014 09:18 am (UTC)
I'm all welled up now, too. What a story lies there. (Inspiration for that WWI thing maybe?)
anteros_lmc
Aug. 25th, 2014 10:32 pm (UTC)
Yes, that first line is used in The Green Fields of France too.

Did they beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play The Flowers of the Forest?

*sniff*
charliecochrane
Aug. 26th, 2014 04:04 pm (UTC)
*sobs*
ba1126
Aug. 25th, 2014 07:26 pm (UTC)
I found this version

As I walked down in the streets of Laredo
As I walked down in Laredo one day,
I spied a cowpuncher, all wrapped in white linen
Wrapped up in white linen and cold as the clay.

"I see by your outfit, that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I slowly walked by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story,
For I'm shot in the chest, and today I must die."

"'Twas once in the saddle I used to go dashing,
'Twas once in the saddle I used to go gay.
First down to Rosie's, and then to the card-house,
Got shot in the breast, and I'm dying today."

"Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
And play the dead march as you carry me along;
Take me to the valley, and lay the sod o'er me,
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin,
Get six pretty maidens to bear up my pall.
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin,
Roses to deaden the clods as they fall."

"Then swing your rope slowly and rattle your spurs lowly,
And give a wild whoop as you carry me along;
And in the grave throw me and roll the sod o'er me.
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Go bring me a cup, a cup of cold water.
To cool my parched lips", the cowboy then said.
Before I returned, his soul had departed,
And gone to the round up – the cowboy was dead.

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly wept as we bore him along.
For we loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome,
We all loved our comrade, although he'd done wrong.
ba1126
Aug. 25th, 2014 08:13 pm (UTC)
More looking online revealed an earlier British version where a young sailor laments that his 'ladyfriend' did not warn him of her 'illness', he could have taken mercury salts to prevent his 'catching' the illness. It seems to refer to a sexually transmitted disease, as other choruses say his father warned him of the costs of such behavior.
vespican
Aug. 25th, 2014 10:18 pm (UTC)
I used to have a version of this on cassette tape... a collection of old country/western songs via Reader's Digest. I can't remember for sure who sang it, but I think it was Marty Robbins.
Dave
vespican
Aug. 25th, 2014 10:22 pm (UTC)
Just checked... it was Marty Robbins but on a collection of his from RD.
Dave
anteros_lmc
Aug. 25th, 2014 10:21 pm (UTC)
Nothing pernicious about slash goggles! And how could you not think of Archie :'}
vespican
Aug. 25th, 2014 10:24 pm (UTC)
I can see the connection to Archie, for sure. Songs like this however, seem to make me think of my Dad, possibly because it is the type of music he loved.
Dave
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