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Calvin, Bob and Irvin

(Marv Hamilton)
September, 2000
Marv Hamilton
Their names were Calvin, Bob and Irivn
Their father's name was William Earl
Their mother's name was Una Eidith
Who never had much use for girls
Now, Earl was a drinker and a figher, road commissioner at one time
Before that he was a cattle rancher, like most folks fell on harder times
Irvin was the oldest and the toughest, like his dad he drank and fought
He looked out for Bob and Calvin, he and Cal paled around a lot
They bootlegged a little whiskey in the Blackhills where they both mined for gold, drank and fought their way to Deadwood, where they started familes, I'm told
Was there that Calvin met my mother, from North Dakota on the train, from a small dry farm near Jamestown, Eleanor was her name
A natural soprano and a teacher, still three years shy of 25, she was tall and smart and pretty, Calvin wanted her for his bride
Cal had bashed his head in in a car wreck, beneath the bandage he still wore, on the day that they were married, made her look just to be sure
Bob was younger than the others, got left pretty much at home, without his dad or older brothers, had to get tough on his own
Then Irvin found himself in Utah, lit there on a drunken ride, phoned the family, said, "There's work here", that was 1945.
So the clan all move to Utah
Amidst the battering and the beer, to make a home in the Rocky Mountains, fish for trout and hunt for deer
Their names were Calvin, Bob and Irivn, now every one of them is gone
An' there ain't nothin'm left to do here, nothin' but to carry on
But I still see 'em in the mornin' light, hear 'em in the meadows' song, an' there ain't nothin' left to do here, nothin' but to carry on, every one of them is gone,