If you’ll gather ’round me, children,
A story I will tell
‘Bout Rainbow Farm Campground,
Michigan knew it well.
It was in the town of Vandalia,
A Saturday afternoon,
Tom and Rollie did the WHEE! fest
They thought time was opportune.
A local DA attacked them
In a manner rather rude,
Vulgar words of anger,
And litigation did ensue.
The sheriff grabbed son Robert,
Tom and Rollie grabbed their guns;
In the fight that followed
Tom and Rollie were laid down.
As through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
You won’t never see no pothead
Seize children from their homes.
Sing to Bob Dylans tune
Pretty Boy Floyd the Outlaw.
Actually, Woody Guthrie wrote it. I like his version.