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Iron Ore

from Bootleg Medicine by David Roos

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I am not a coal miner’s daughter
I’m not what passes for that kind of a poetic thing
More like a stolen timepiece
Given to an iron ore miner’s grandson
And then given away

I am not the missing line
In a miss-translated play
Like gasping fish on a paper clip hook
The little one that got away
I’ll never be counting my blessings here
I will never retrace these steps
How could I not want something different
When I am given so much less


I am not the apple in your lunch box
To be taken out when you need a prop for your William Tell
To stand there and radiate
Like a good, brave iron ore miner’s grandson
These things never end up well

If I am shot at fifty paces
I will not be rising from this tomb
Just to find myself riding on these tracks into the mine
Even if I see they have a little extra room

If you end up where you start at
Catch, release
Hold out that one note till the last measure

Even if you think you see me
Standing in boots, on a chair in the back row
I close my eyes to block out the sun
“Hey, I can't see anyone”


I am not a coal miner’s daughter
I’m not what passes for that kind of a poetic thing

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from Bootleg Medicine, released April 16, 2013

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