R. D. 1, Kearney, Missouri
I’m the seventh son, of a seventh son, of a seventh son of a
son-of-a-gun, and I’ll tell you what there is no more fun than
to give me a steamer that’s bust a seam, a monkey wrench and a
head of steam and a piece of wire to make repairs then stand back
folks and say your prayers, for we’re going places far and
worst old wreck you ever see has yet a lot of pep and we are going
to have a heap of fun, just getting the old junk heap to run. I
know folks say it can’t be done, but a seventh son of a seventh
son has especial powers from the throne on High and I aim to enjoy
them until I die.