Pamme Swan: Swan Songs

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All I know is that there isn't near enough about the Loomis Gang on the web. The story of the Loomis Gang would make one hell of a great movie!

Hey Momma Loomis
Down in Nine Mile Swamp
With your gang of rowdy robbers
Who hardly ever got caught.
From Canada to Pennsylvania
Finger Lakes and Vermont
A hundred horses hiding
Down in Nine Mile Swamp

Hey Momma Loomis
Would you do it again
Teach your children to steal
Anything that they can
Something surely tells me
In a minute you would
The fun ya’ll had looting
Anything ya could

Hey Momma Loomis
What cha got under your shauls
Counterfeiting money
Stuffed in the walls
Paint the stolen horses
Saddle up an steal again
Hey Momma Loomis
You were crazy back then

Hey Momma Loomis
Your parties were grand
Laden tables on a hilltop
Dancing to a band
Wash the leader
Grove second in command
Of the whole territory
Who thought you was mad

Hey Momma Loomis
Ya ain’t the only one corrupt
Bribing politicians
To cover it all up
Dead Rabbits and Plug Uglies
Terrorizing the streets
Its a wonder how anyone
Ever got any sleep

Hey Momma Loomis
Constable’s coming for your sons
He’s riding over from Brookfield
With some men and some guns
Get your girls to divert them
Go hide in the swamp
What a movie this would make
I wish we could talk

Hey Momma Loomis
Do you have any regrets
Now that your home is burned down
And you lost all your bets
Plumb is in jail
With a rope burn on his neck
Your family broke and murdered
An you’re the only one left