#shanty-ish #skirmish #lyricsonly

History is malleable.

Thanks @corinnecurcio for the skirmish prompt!

The blacksmith’s wife, she was carryin’ on With a certain sea captain, of fame from the song She’d had more than enough of the forger’s deep musk All the soot and the smoke and the sleepin’ at dusk

One day she was fed up and feelin’ her gumption Swapped two point five goats for a gray brittle lumption Set it to rest on the edge of the furnace Then forgot it for chasing her seafaring yearnin’s

Singin’ way hey, here I be, Just a matter of time and I’m free

Into the cauldron the deadly rock fell Givin’ a vague and a garlicy smell Old Smithie showed up to trade with his smithing Accidentally made copper and, with it, some hist’ry

Pots and pans and assorted adornments All that you need in a metally orangeness Before the day’s end, the welder was wealthy Reversin’ her curse aimed at dead and unhealthy

Singin’ way hey, lookit this glow This is somethin’ the world’s never known

The missus returned to a whole different picture The fortunate switch making Smithie quick richer She tried to explain she had meant all along To help him, exalt him, not do him wrong

But the smith, he was savvy and sent her to pack With half a goat left and the forge at her back Their story was written in iron and ore And the arsenic she failed to pour

Between strikes of the hammer, he sung and he stammered...

Oh, she left and she took her poisonous trend But I’ll stay right here with my copper to bend Two gifts she gave me, my devious honey One for the truth and two for the money

Singin' way hey....