Calamity Jane
She makes the whip go poppin’,
Her pistol shots are heart stoppin’,
Woman of romance, grit and fame,
Wild Lady of Heart, Calamity Jane.
She’s history, wrapped up in mystery,
And she lives the life she loves,
Taking with innocent gratefulness,
The gifts from God above.
Listen to her stories,
And you can live them too,
Then realize, the greatest gift,
Has also been given to you.
When she gives her stories,
And all her very best,
You become a vital part,
Of the Legend of the American West.
Oh, she makes that whip go poppin’,
Her pistol shots are heart stoppin’,
Woman of romance, grit and fame,
Wild Lady of Heart...Calamity Jane.
*Dedicated to Norma Cathey, Great Grand Niece of Calamity Jane.
Thanks for the laughter.
Copyright © Debra Coppinger Hill | Year Posted 2005
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