Nope, Charlie, much as I would like to claim the brontosaurus song, it was cobbled together by a fellow named Jim Wilhelm. He and I used to sing at the Pamir House, a coffeehouse in Seattle, back in the early Sixties. Jim is still around. He was there, guitar in hand, along with the rest of us at the "Geezer's Concert" (Coffee House Reunion) at the 2003 Northwest Folklife Festival. He now lives in southwestern Washington. In additional to traditional songs, he still sings outrageous stuff of his own manufacture. Funny guy!

Don Firth