The Sourdough Saint

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Song Lyrics  |  House: Booksie Classic

song lyric about Nellie Cashman

 

The Sourdough Saint

 

Miss Nellie Cashman landed in

The northern mining scene,

After famine chased her fam'ly

From the land of Irish green,

She heard about some miners trapped

By raging winter snows,

And organized a rescue team

To save those sourdoughs.

 

She was a sourdough saint

As she plodded through the snow,

Pushing through the blizzard

Where the Mounties wouldn't go,

That band of frozen miners

Thanked their lord without restraint,

When they saw the snowy vision

Of their sourdough saint.

 

That devil-driven winter snow

Had drifted ten-feet high,

And Miss Nellie knew for certain

All those hopeless souls would die,

The Mounties tried to turn her back

It's certain death they said,

She offered them a cup of tea

Then struggled on ahead.

 

Now hist'ry books will tell us

Back in eighteen seventy-five,

After seventy-seven days

Miss Nellie found them all alive.

 

She was a sourdough saint

As she plodded through the snow,

Pushing through the blizzard

Where the Mounties wouldn't go,

That band of frozen miners

Thanked their lord without restraint,

When they saw the snowy vision

Of their sourdough saint.

 

p.s. In case you are a member of a Bluegrass, Folk, or Western group (or know someone who is) and might be interested in co-writing, please let me know - dennisgoodwin1947@gmail.com

 


Submitted: November 09, 2020

© Copyright 2020 Dennis L. Goodwin. All rights reserved.

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JeffFlaig

Nice story, flowed well.

thank you!

Mon, November 9th, 2020 3:32pm

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Thanks a lot Jeff. She was quite a brave lady.

Have a good one

Mon, November 9th, 2020 7:29pm