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THE BRIDGE

WHERE I SPENT MY SUMMERS AS A KID
THERE WAS A BRIDGE IN TOWN,
THAT ROTATED ON THE RIVER
 WHEN THE TALL BOATS CAME AROUND.

THE BRIDGE TENDER ALWAYS RANG THE BELL
TO LET PEOPLE KNOW IT WOULD BE SHUT FOR A SPELL
ALL US KIDS RAN FAST AS WE COULD
TO JUMP ON THAT BRIDGE OF IRON AND WOOD.

THE BOATS WOULD WHISTLE AS THEY 'D GO BY
WE'D STAND BY THE RAIL AND HOLLER (HI)
ONE DAY A STURGEON GOT STUCK ON THE SANDBAR
THE BIGGEST FISH I'D EVER SEEN, SO FAR .

SOME MEN IN A BOAT TRIED PRYING IT LOOSE
BUT AFTER SOME HOURS SAID "WHATS THE USE".
SO EVERYONE WENT HOME.AFTER HIGHTIDE THAT NIGHT.
THE NEXT MORNING THE FISH,WAS NO WHERE IN SIGHT.

NOW SOME MIGHT THINK "IT'S NO BIG DEAL"
BUT FOR COUNTRY FOLKS,IT HAD LOTS OF APPEAL.
IT MADE THE NEWS BY THE END OF THAT DAY.
BUT FOR ALL OF US- WE'RE GLAD IT GOT AWAY.


Copyright Shirley Sasek
2009




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THE BRIDGE