The Ballad of Burnis and Josie
The Ballad of Burnis and Josie
They came from the mountain of spirits and saints where fantasy mingles with faith. Chiseled by carvers of Kentucky’s black coal and forged in the furnace of grace
His mind was as tough as the land they were from, but his heart was soft as a lamb, So the young girl he married and carried away was safe in her fine suitor’s hand.
Singing, I know a better way, a better way there must be And I see a brighter day layin’ ahead can’t ya see
He took her away from the land of her kin and the mountain that she knew by heart, Till he found his good fortune in Baltimore’s yards welding by hour and part.
Then one day he boarded a vessel of war and headed for Normandy’s bay. But while in those places the face of his bride was never much out of his way.
Singing, I know a better way, a better way there must be And I see a brighter day, layin’ ahead can’t ya see
He saw many sailors buried at sea and their firstborn was laid in the grave, But God’s gentle mercy would give them two more so they dressed them in denim and lace.
So with his young family and the skill of his hand he settled just north of Detroit, Where he made a fine livin’ in automobiles and never was he unemployed
Singing, I know a better way, a better way there must be And I see a brighter day, layin’ ahead don’t ya see
For 70 years she stayed by his side, bringing him coffee and treats And he always called her, “My pretty blue eyes,” even when those eyes grew weak
Singing, I know a better way, a better way there must be And I see a brighter day, waiting for you and for me
By Ken Shelton, August 4, 2011 For my father’s 87th birthday
