Broadside Ballad

Full o’ whiskey chock’ a fightin’ he’d punch like fourth proof lightnin’

Could shoot the tail right off a squealin’ pig

Fought bargers also flatters, to him it didn’t matter

Broadside Ballads often get too big

Known for his short fuse, for any actin’ unamused

Put another feather in his cap

King of keelboatin’ fame, never once pulled up lame

‘Til the day he left the old Massassap…

 The one and only big Mike Fink pushed the river to the brink

Charging up and down the Ohio

Did ya know, did ya think, that your boat would never sink?

Bullies, and braggarts come and go…

1815 called you West, but the rockies were not blessed

Faithful Amy always by your side

Lifetime of expedition, to hell with your tradition

Why’d you have to take one more ride?

Barroom bluster trades for clout, could’ve used a scrap of doubt

When that drunken stupor made your rifle slow

Mug ‘o beer top Amy’s head, aimed too low and now she’s dead

So Talbot dropped the curtain on your show…

The one and only big Mike Fink pushed the river to the brink

Charging up and down the Ohio

Did ya know, did ya think, hard to see when you don’t blink

Bullies, and braggarts come and go…

The one and only big Mike Fink pushed that river to the brink

Charging up and down the Ohio

Did ya know, did ya think, hard to see when you don’t blink

Bullies, and braggarts come and go…

Did ya know, did ya think, that your boat would never sink?

Bullies, and braggarts come and go…

Bullies, and braggarts come and go…