Frank,
On my record of the song, I mistakenly say something like: "I'll own the back side and shoulder before I get older." Indeed, I thought the sangs words were describing a rustled and butchered cow---and back side and shoulder, I figured, must refer to cuts of beef/meat.

Faith Petric in San Francisco---herself, a fine folksinger and person, sent me a note back in the 1970s telling me in no uncertain terms how very WRONG I was. I still feel the heat of the embarrassment I felt then.

It's strange, a thousand people might be applauding, but it's the one who is booing that you "hear" and remember thirty years later. At least that's the way I am.

Thanks for introducing me to this fine song. I'd almost rather not know all those details. I prefer the vagueness of the poetic imagery.

Art Thieme