Mark Olson – Ben Johnson S Creek Lyrics

Mark Olson

Nobody told us we should steer clear
Theres mud on our feet and the grass
It tastes like turpentine
Down at Ben Johnsons Creek
Theres a broken pipeline that spills into the water
We go out walking one day
And a couple of mean old boys come up to us and say
Ben Johnsons now public domain
We tried to pay him off but all he wanted was to stay

We like Ben Johnsons place
Theres white table grapes and his mother planted these
Now all these willows will go
Ben Johnson held out as long as a body can hold

Down at Ben Johnsons Creek
Theres a broken pipeline that spills into the water