Mac's Redemption

Music Copyright by Susan Adamson, 1997
Lyrics Copyright by Mike Murray, 1997
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A rambling shack at the edge of town
And a  water wagon
Locked in trace to a J.I.Case
A fence all patched and saggin'
A herd of goats and a lonely man
With neither son nor daughter
An old town drunk named Mack MacCowan
Lived by hauling water

	DRIFTING DOWN FROM THE EDGE OF TOWN
	THOUGH NOT A HEAD BE SHOWING
	YOU KNOW THERE'S GOATS AT MACK MacCOWAN'S
	WHEN A STRONG NORTH WIND COMES BLOWING
	"SHOWERS A DIME" SAID THE PAINTED SIGN
	"MARRIAGES--NO WAITING"
	PAY YOUR FINE AT MACK'S DREY LINE
	GOATS MILK AND LIGHT HAULING

On election day, some old boys played
A prank on home and mother
They'd vote that day for a drunk that lay
Sprawling in the gutter
They made that sot named Mack MacCowan
That man of lowly station
Town J.P. by write-in vote
And caused his transformation

For a drunk to be the town J.P.
A story made in heaven
To repay the town for its faith in him
He went on the water wagon
Fresh goat's milk, or to wash your hide
When your cistern's empty
To tote your load or to take a bride
Old Mack was always ready