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a poem
Myra May Shirley you’re a star
Imprinted on that old south flag
O Belle Starr I know you’ll go far
Your passion and your hunger
Can’t just drown on a civil war
Your loyalty is discreet
And the children love to meet
You strum your songs for them
Of Jesus not of war and peace
When union soldiers intervened
And a brother who taught you o’ so keen
To wander the hills in a life serene
Was captured in that bloody scene
And soon your family lost it all
Hand to hand neighbours joined the cause
It was just governments and that darn war
That spun your head from what you’d seen
A rebel now with a Texas dream
It was all too big — baby this is a wild world
Minor hitches weren’t gonna stop this girl
Steeped in the arts from whence you…
