Song Challenge: The Big Cock Randy Mountain

Subject: RE: Song Challenge: The Big Cock Randy Mountain
From: GUEST,Frank Hamilton
Date: 05 Sep 23 - 01:24 PM

When I was a kid in early 1950's I visited Harry (Haywire Mac) at his
home in San Pedro, California. He was what he called a "railroad boomer" meaning he could hop freights with impunity as he was a railroad worker without being dumped by the "bulls" (the guards with clubs to
knock off the 'bo's.)

He was amiable and supportive. I remember that day we attended a concert by a Mexican Tipeca Band at the San Pedro Park.

I don't think he would have thought big cocks were a good rewrite on his
song. There was a caveat intended for young men to go off onto the hobo life though. There were many young men who lost their legs while attempting to swing into an open boxcar from the ladder. A well-seasoned 'bo had no trouble and could even dive out of a moving box
car head first. I actually saw that happen when me and a friend
were in one in the San Joachim Valley en route to San Francisco.
I learned to play five-string banjo in that car having learned the
basic "bum-ditty" strum from Eddie Mann, a Pete Seeger follower in L.A.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Big Cock Randy Mountain
From: GUEST,G0dd0ll
Date: 03 Sep 23 - 02:39 PM

Each evening when the sun goes down,
Then the home-hearth fires start burnin'.
Then the sack--it's repose you're likin'
And it's in that you are turnin'.
In your head you saw logs and snore away
After sheep you've been countin'.
You're deep in sleep; first it's a peep,
Then the big cock's randy, mountin'!

When the big cock's randy, mountin'
To awake you, there's no light;
Nonetheless, that raucous rooster
Rousts you from sleep--it's still night!
You're no rock star; you need resting,
Want the sunshine 'fore you stray.
Now the birds and the bees
Are still gettin' their Z's,
But his wretched air stinks;
You've got "screw bird!" thinks
When the big cock's randy, mountin'.

Yeah, the big cock's grandly shoutin';
Soporific soma begs
For just several more hours of sleep;
Hens ain't even laid their eggs.
Now pharmacology is moot;
His alarm's started your day.
So you gotta go
Start to brew the joe
But watch out! Don't fall
Down stairs, ya schmoe,
'cause your big cock's danglin' down, 'n'

There's the big cock randy, mountin'
A ruckus that's nonstop.
You can little dream with all that squall;
You're thinkin': "Gotta pop
That cursed bird!". . .go and get your gat,
Else you're gonna lose your mind.
Got a .22
And a .32
You would really like to down him
With a big bazoo-
ka, that big cock. Damn his shoutin'!

Got your big Glock handy, mountin'
Sight atop the coop of tin.
You've got it cocked; the firing pin
Is ready to push in
The bullet that's in the barrel. . .
Give the trigger a flick.
Out bounds a lead-gray
Slug that blows away,
That bird you'd curse
Now no grudge to nurse
'cause that big cock's sanguine-spoutin'.

You watch him fall down, where he's mauled
By a big dog's rav'nous snoutin'
John A Barry

Subject: RE: Song Challenge: The Big Cock Randy Mountain
From: GUEST,Frank Hamilton
Date: 05 Sep 23 - 01:24 PM

When I was a kid in early 1950's I visited Harry (Haywire Mac) at his
home in San Pedro, California. He was what he called a "railroad boomer" meaning he could hop freights with impunity as he was a railroad worker without being dumped by the "bulls" (the guards with clubs to
knock off the 'bo's.)

He was amiable and supportive. I remember that day we attended a concert by a Mexican Tipeca Band at the San Pedro Park.

I don't think he would have thought big cocks were a good rewrite on his
song. There was a caveat intended for young men to go off onto the hobo life though. There were many young men who lost their legs while attempting to swing into an open boxcar from the ladder. A well-seasoned 'bo had no trouble and could even dive out of a moving box
car head first. I actually saw that happen when me and a friend
were in one in the San Joachim Valley en route to San Francisco.
I learned to play five-string banjo in that car having learned the
basic "bum-ditty" strum from Eddie Mann, a Pete Seeger follower in L.A.

Subject: RE: Song Challenge: The Big Cock Randy Mountain
From: Georgiansilver
Date: 04 Sep 23 - 02:32 PM

From the here and here the women I had,
I really wasn't countin.
I had them all and made 'em squall,
On my big cock randy Mountain.