Original Poems

The Ballad of the Broxton Phantom

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Every one of you is dead
Dead in chains
Locked in chains
Every one of you is dead
And you’re not going anywhere

I came down to Broxton
Back in eighteen fifty-three
I had no great fortune
Just my dog, my wife, and me

I’d have lived like you do
Lived and died, and been forgot
But some grifter killed me
And then left me here to rot

Every one of you is dead
Dead in chains
Locked in chains
Every one of you is dead
And you’re not going anywhere

Broxton is my home now
My sweet home for evermore
Just come up to my place
I will keep an open door

I’ll show you your own heart
You’ll have nothing to repay
My guests love to stay here
No one ever goes away

Every one of you is dead
Dead in chains
Locked in chains
Every one of you is dead
And you’re not going anywhere

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