- These are lyrics to a song I’m working on. Had to be so careful not to use names of real people buried in Kansas. There is no Richard Caulkins buried in Kansas, nor Henry Joe Dixon. Linda Sue Dixon is the name from a 1968 song by the Detroit Wheels, appropriately titled “Linda Sue Dixon.” It was banned from being played on radio stations because of the initials (LSD). I didn’t know that at the time and really liked the tune. Click the link at the bottom of page.
Some residents claim a ghost,
Still walks the streets of Longton.
I’m not one to dispute,
Whether those folks are right or wrong.
*****
The story goes that a young bride,
Was sobbing one snowy Christmas,
When her husband left town,
With a floozy from North Memphis.
Ummm
*****
Local residents tried their best
But failed to console Lynda Sue Dixon.
The poor gal spent rest of her life,
Popping pills she called a prescription.
*****
Friends could only take so much.
Relationships can’t survive without love and trust.
Lynda couldn’t make it through a day,
Without her wine and pill buffet.
Ummm
*****
They say a broken heart’s hard to heal.
No matter how others may feel.
Like Humpty Dumpty, shattered beyond repair.
Distrust can turn into total despair.
*****
Miss Lynda Sue passed away
On a dark, cold January day.
In the year 1908,
When the train was runnin’ late.
*****
She was soon laid to rest
Next to an unknown grave.
That old hole filled with bones,
Scattered in total disarray.
*****
They say late last evening,
Longton’s ghost was seen crying.
Limping through streets of mud,
Past businesses no longer thriving.
*****
Trying to find a bit of solace,
from a tall tale created by gossip.
The truth of it being,
That ghost is Richard Caulkins.
Ummm
*****
What dem gadflies didn’t know,
about young Henry Joe Dixon.
Was that the man never left town,
in the arms of a copulating vixen.
*****
Henry unexpectedly died,
Harvesting Christmas trees for his wife.
Fatally shot and then buried,
by Old Man Caulkins and his boy, Jerry.
*****
Henry Dixon’s bleached white bones,
Were found just outside of Longton.
By dogs huntin’ for cagey raccoons,
Near a smelly and dank lagoon.
*****
Although Sue didn’t know at this time,
She found out in the afterlife.
The moral of this song.
Spreading rumors is more than wrong!
Amen
I like to write junk... 