Last week we had to cancel a Rogue trip very last minute right after the fire started. Our group (three generations of family) was hesitant about the Lower Klamath option we gave them. People in the family have a lot of connections to the Rogue and that is what they had their hearts set on. They did end up switching to the Klamath and this is the first few verses of the song they wrote about the trip:):
THE SONG OF THE KLAMATH
(Melody: The House of the Rising Sun (Leadbelly et al)
Dere’s a river in old nor Cal
Called Klamath by native son
Been the ruin of many a poor soul
But by God, we hears its fun
Dere came two clans from near and far
One Morrish and one Harling
Dey run dat river like no one done seen
While at night, wit booze, dey sing
Dey thot to run the mighty Rogue
But fires had shut it down
Up speaks the Klamath “Well, how ‘bout me?”
“No finer can be found”
Dey weren’t so sure, dey had dere doubts
Dey thot it second best
But dey wuz dead wrong, and now dis song–
Well, it tell you all the rest
…
WBM
8/5/13
