heard about
who was a miner or trapper or something
anyways he lived alone up in the hills
I guess mebbe heâs a trapper and got it
caught that happens now and then
so he just picked up his finger
stuck it in his pocket and went on home
when he got there he took out his needle and thread
he sewed that finger back on
his hand but it didnât work
two, three weeks later it all swolt up
green and the finger fell off
soâs he built a fire in the stove
held the stump agin it
till he burnt all the green poison out
I think a fellerâd have to be
pretty much of a man to do that
I knew this other guy loading up
a sow hog and she wouldnât go
he was trying to waller her into the truck
he grabs her by the tail
with one hand, the ear with the othern
sheâs screaming like hell the whole time
him getting pretty pissed off
he does this a time or two
then grabs her again but
gets the one hand in her mouth
he feels something pinch
pulls back his hand
his fingerâs gone that damn sowâs
bit him off he looked all around
didnât find that finger nowhere
he guessed that sow swallered it
I donât much like to talk about how I lost mine
it still bothers me some
mebbe Iâm just too drunk but I started
thinking about it
this all happened before
I went to work for the lectric company
I was younger and hired on for the oil
oh I made good money it wasnât bad work
I donât think Iâd do it again
anyways weâs up on the panhandle
had a rig drilling about eight miles outa town
weâd work thirty six on and twelve off
at least I would cause I could make so much
Iâd run chain awhile and then crow-nest
never made no different
I was just after the paycheck on Fridays
Iâd do about anything they wanted as long
as the money kept coming in and they
seemed to like that
anyways we was down over a mile
damn near seven fousand foot
we knew the oil was right there
we had to be coming through any time
you just get the feeling itâs gonna blow
here comes the foman cause we sent for him
cause he has to sez when we can cap off
to get ready for the last push through
so we donât blow all to hell and mebbe catch fire
that foman heâs so damn drunk
he caint tell dog puke from crap
starts raising all kind of hell saying
You get this goddam rig running right NOW
we wonât hit no sonofabitching oil
for two weeks nobody paid you to think
thatâs what Iâm by god paid for
you just drill till I say stop and then
you just ast how long thatâs all
now get back to goddam work and stop
trying to set round fucking off
he left and weâs so mad we couldnât see straight
for a man to talk to us that way
whether heâs drunk or not didnât matter
so we set the bit back down in the night
and let her go what the hell
about midnight the crewboss he says to me
John you go up to the crow-nest we lifting
that pipe out I aint getting blowed up
for nobody and that was fine by me
weâs all getting ascairt to where weâs just working
not saying nothing just thinking
about how long fore morning or till we got off
itâs funny how you think the dayâll take
the being ascairt away but it never really does
anyways I climbt up the derrick to the top
weâs getting ready to pull that pipe out
all of a sudden the whole thing starts shaking
where Iâm about to get slung off
I can hear the crewboss yelling
Get down get DOWN this mamaâs gonna blow
by god I burnt the palms off my hands
coming down I slid the wire guy rope
to the platform and then jumped off on the ground
the rest of the crewâs arredy running ahead
soâs I try to catch up and then I hear
that big devilâs mother touch off K_BOOM
right behind me and caught on fire
it blew me down on the ground and started
me burning by god I was ascairt
I jumped up and started running and Iâd of
burnt to