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Then I painted a three foot slab of pine: "Here lies poor Bill MacKie", And I hung it up on my cabin wall and I waited for Bill to die. THEN I PAINTED A THREE FOOT SLAB OF PINE HERE LIES POOR BILL MACKAY AND I HUNG IT UP ON MY CABIN WALL AND WAITED FOR BILL TO DIE
Sam Noot when he started to shoot electricity into my walls. The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill I took a contract to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie, Whenever, wherever or whatsoever the manner of death he die-- Whether he die in the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon; In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon; On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier, drift or draw; In muskeg hollow or canyon gloom, by avalanche, fang or claw; By battle, murder or sudden wealth, by pestilence, hooch or lead-- I swore on the Book I would follow and look till I found my tombless dead. For Bill was a dainty kind of cuss, and his mind was mighty sot On a dinky patch with flowers and grass in a civilized bone-yard lot. And where he died or how he died, it didn't matter a damn So long as he had a grave with frills and a tombstone "epigram". So I promised him, and he paid the price in good cheechako coin (Which the same I blowed in that very night down in the Tenderloin).  THE BALLAD OF BLASPHEMOUS BILL BY ROBERT SERVICE READ FOR LIEBERVOX DOTWORK BY HAIDEY PRICE I TOOK A CONTRACT TO BURY THE BODY OF BLASPHEMOUS BILL MACKAY WHENEVER WHEREVER OR WHATSOEVER THE MANNER OF DEATH HE DIE WHETHER HE DIE IN THE LIGHT O DAY OR UNDER THE PEAK FACED MOON IN CABIN OR DANCE HALL CAMP OR DIVE MUCKLUCKS OR PATENT SHOON ON VELVET TUNDRA OR VIRGIN PEAK BY GLACIER DRIFT OR DRAW IN MUSKEG HOLLOW OR CANYON GLOOM BY AVALANCHE FANG OR CLAW BY BATTLE MURDER OR SUDDEN WEALTH BY PESTILENCE HOOCH OR LEAD I SWORE ON THE BOOK I WOULD FOLLOW AND LOOK TILL I FOUND MY TOMBLESS DEAD FOR BILL WAS A DAINTY KIND OF CUSS AND HIS MIND WAS MIGHTY SOT ON A DINKY PATCH WITH FLOWERS AND GRASS IN A CIVILIZED BONE YARD LOT AND WHERE HE DIED OR HOW HE DIED IT DIDN'T MATTER A DAMN SO LONG AS HE HAD A GRAVE WITH FRILLS AND A TOMBSTONE EPIGRAM SO I PROMISED HIM AND HE PAID THE PRICE IN GOOD CHEECHAKO COIN WHICH THE SAME I BLOWED IN THAT VERY NIGHT DOWN IN THE TENDERLOIN
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