Hey Momma Loomis

Pamme Swan
Pamme Swan


I get many requests to do this song about the Loomis gang and so it evolves and deserved a new recording. I really love how effective a simple hand clap as percussion can add to the erie drama of this song. 


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 shawls

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 this whole territory

What fun you all had


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

Filkins is coming for your sons

He's riding over from Brookfield

With some men and some guns

Get your girls to divert them 

Go ide 'em 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 burnt down 

And you lost all your bets

Plumb is in jail with a rope burn on his neck

Your family broke and murdered 

And your the only one left

Email Me

Come Hither

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