I Could O’ Been Annie Oakley

I Could O’ Been Annie Oakley
 
BY Donna Penley
  
I get t’ thinkin’ sometimes, what I  could o’ been –
Back in th’ days, th’ western days,  I long t’ have lived in.
 
I could o’ toted me a gun, been one o’ those fancy shooters –
 Annie Oakley, or Ms.Belle  sStarr – real dagme rootin’ tooters!
 
I’d a known ol’ Jesse James,Bbutc hCcassody, th’Ssundance Kid;
Rrode with Wild Bill Hikock – seen an’ done what all he did.
 
I’d a toted me a forty four, or maybe a thirty two --
Which wouldn’t a kicked as hard as them  ol’ 6 guns do!
 
I’d a had me one fast hoss, one who jest could not be beat;
 Taken pocket money from th’ rubes, an’ not even had t’ cheat!
 
We’d a gone from town t’ town, an’ taken on their best,
O, perhaps I’d a been a lady sheriff with a tin star on m’ vest?
 
I’d a shown them ol’male chauvanists jest what a gal could do;
An, ’if they didn’t treat me right,, I’d a shot th’ ol’ galoots!
 
Maybe I’da’ been a ladyoutlaw – robbin’  trains an’ banks;
An’ rode with ol’ Cole Younger’s gang – fit right in their ranks!
 
 I’d a  give th’ spoils t’ poor folks,  so’s they’d have things they did need
Bought ‘em mules an’ plows, an such -- an’ even plantin’ seed!
 
But, ya see, I was born too late,  an’iIt makes me kinda sad –
If I’d a been born in frontier days, I’d a been real glad.
 
So,  sometimes when I get t’ feelin’ sorta all fenced in --
I jest set back an’ daydream on what I could a been!!
 
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