The Ballad of Hattie Porter
James Clive Scott
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Providence Montana Just a dusty cattle town It lays there in the heat Just a place to keep you down Hattie Porter was a plain girl By the standards of the day With calloused hands and a summer smile She worked her ranch all day Cholera took her ma and pa In the spring of '91 Left her all aalone and dreaming In the hot Montana sun She kept the ranch and worked it All alone at twenty one No flowers or fancy dresses For a girl stuck on her own And she dreamed of finding someone To touch her heart and soul A man of gentle kindness Strong hands and a lover's hold Oh Hattie hold on You'll find what you're yearning for When the men hold all the aces In these hard old western places It ain't easy being a woman on your own Randall John was a big man All flash and a devils grin A second son of a second son With a soul hard washed in sin He rode into Providence Like a cougar on the prowl With a trail of broken women The mark of Cain upon his brow Well he heard about young Hattie In the Rattlesnake saloon There's a ranch there for the taking Just one woman all alone So he rode on out to Hatties Some flowers in his hand And he courted her and won her heart Poor Hattie thought she'd found her man Oh Hattie hold on You'll find what you're looking for When the men hold all the aces In these hard old western places Its damn hard being a woman on your own A week went by in a whirlwind Then Randall showed his hand Beat her bloody and left her broken Took the title to the land He was standing there that evening In the Rattlesnake Saloon His hand upon a fancy girl And bragging to the room The barroom door flew open There was Hattie standing there Bloodstains on her clothing Bloodstains in her hair In her hand an old blue Navy colt Her Daddy left her there It was cleaned and oiled and polished And there was nothing in her stare She smiled a little smile And pulled that hammer back And the villain Randall John Lay dead upon his back She took the deed from his hand and turned away The good folk shrank as she rode the length of town She rode into the windy night and the people there still say She did Providence a favour when she gunned that bastard down She did Providence a favour when she gunned that bastard down Oh Hattie hold on You'll find what you're looking for When the men hold all the aces In these hard old western places It ain't easy being a woman on your own The last was heard of Hattie She'd filled a winning hand Found a good man up in Canada Raised a family on some land I heard this tale at a graveside From her second son She was my grandmother Died in 1961
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