Bottomless Well Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Bobby Bare
They say there he sits in his big white wicker rocker Eatin' candy-coated cashews, sippin' orange lemonade While a sweet young thing fans the flies from off his eyebrows He's dozin' in the green Cataupa shade Lord, they say that Jesse Langtree's got it made
Little bit south of the Okachobee There's a story that the swamp folks tell About a mean old man named Jesse Langtree And a sweet young maid and a bottomless well That water's cold but that don't matter How deep it is... no one can tell Just drop a stone you never hear it splatter It just falls down, down, forever in the bottomless well
Through fifteen miles of snakes and gators With a raging fever and the trembling chills I wandered lost through the Okachobee And there I seen her sittin' there by the bottomless well
Yeah, now there he sits in his big white wicker rocker Eatin' his candy-coated cashews, sippin' orange lemonade While that sweet young thing fanned the flies from off his eyebrows He's dozin' in the green Cataupa shade Lord, I swear that Jesse Langtree got it made Let's hear it for Jesse now
I asked her for a drink of water And Jesse slept... me and her we talked a spell She said that she was his wife and daughter Lord love her But his heart was cold, cold and dark as the bottomless well
And as he slept, I bent to kiss her I heard a loud and jealous yell Felt my head explode in darkness Two big hairy arms picked me up and dragged me to the bottomless well
Well, I woke up in fear and trembling I was staring down into the jaws of hell As he held me high above his shoulders Gonna throw me down, down, down to the bottomless well
Now here I sit in Jesse's big white wicker rocker Eatin' his candy-coated cashews, sippin' his orange lemonade While that sweet young thing fans the flies from off my eyebrows I'm dozin' in the green Cataupa shade Enjoying things that Jesse Langtree made God bless you, Jesse
Now some folks say that sweet thing pushed him But I was there and I swear, he fell But it ain't murder 'cause he ain't dead, 'cause he's still a'fallin'... Going down, down, forever in the bottomless well Going down, down, down, down, down Bye, Jesse!
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