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Nov 2010
I once met a man named Knapsack Jack
He never took his knapsack off his back
He'd eat with it
He'd sleep with it
I think he was attached

He was a strong man, this Knapsack Jack
Who never took his knapsack off his back
He's a scavenger
He's free to roam
Where he lay's his head
That is his home

He got got, this Knapsack Jack
They took his knapsack from his back
It was gone when he awoke
The deed was done
The bear was poked

Knapsack Jack was a kind ol' fella
But when Jack's eyes get red, people get yella
So off he went
Jack stole him a gun
Knapsack Jack gon' have some sick fun

Knapsack Jack got wild and reckless
He carved a ****** path from Virginia to Texas
Stained and putrid
There he stood
With an empty twelve-gauge
Just steel and wood

In front of him, ten men dressed in blue
This would be his last battle
But 'ol Jack wasn't through
With no shot in the barrel
He got nine out of ten
The last man in blue
Brought Jack to an end

Revered as a hero
For losing his friends
Ruined was the man
Who brought ol' Jack to an end
No longer in blue,
Soaked from tears, dressed in black

Just cause a man
Took a knapsack from Jack
JG, November 2010
JMG
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