 | 1925 - 960 sider
...prefer as epitaph a verse his own making and found scribbled by him on a smashed Wells Fargo box: " Here I lay me down to sleep To wait the coming morrow;...Perhaps success, perhaps defeat And everlasting sorrow. : come what will, I'll try it on, My condition can't be worse. And if there's money in that box Tis... | |
 | 1922 - 1142 sider
...a waybill of the Wells Fargo Express Co., he wrote and left at the scene of the robbery this verse: Here I lay me down to sleep To wait the coming morrow, Perhaps success, perhups defeat And everlasting sorrow. Yet come what will I'll try it on, My fortunes can't be worse,... | |
 | Thomas Samuel Duke - 1910 - 716 sider
...dedicated the following verse to the company, which was afterward found at the scene of the holdup: "Here I lay me down to sleep, To wait the coming morrow,...Perhaps success, perhaps defeat And everlasting sorrow. Yet come what will — I'll try it on, My condition can't be worse, And if there's money in that box... | |
 | Joseph Henry Jackson - 1977 - 388 sider
...in similar melancholy sentiments expressed in just such dying falls as met the eyes of the posse : "Here I lay me down to sleep To wait the coming morrow,...Perhaps success, perhaps defeat, And everlasting sorrow. Let come what will I'll try it on, My condition can't be worse; And if there's money in that box 'Tis... | |
 | Vardis Fisher, Opal Laurel Holmes, Opal Laurel Fisher - 1968 - 492 sider
...career the robber known as Black Bart was thoughtful enough to leave a clue inside an empty express box: here I lay me down to sleep to wait the coming morrow...and for riches but on my corns too long you've tred you fine haired sons of Bitches let come what will III try it on My condition cant be worse and if... | |
 | Richard M. Patterson - 1985 - 244 sider
...stage on the Point Arena to Duncan's Mills route. On the back of the waybill he wrote these lines: I've labored long and hard for bread, For honor and for riches, But on my corns too long you've tread You fine haired sons of bitches. It was signed "Black Bart, the PO8." Bart left only one other... | |
 | Susan Porter Benson, Stephen Brier, Roy Rosenzweig - 1986 - 454 sider
...banditry; the authors ask the reader to judge "whether Black Bart's poetry was worse than his banditry": I've labored long and hard for bread For honor and for riches But on my corns too long you've tred You fine haired sons of bitches. 12 From the perspective of the bank and its historians, one was as... | |
 | Dee Brown - 1991 - 330 sider
...offering rewards for the capture of Black Bart. These were among the more widely distributed verses: I've labored long and hard for bread, For honor and for riches. But on my toes too long you 've trod, You fine haired sons of bitches. Blame me not for what I've done, I don... | |
 | Frank Richard Prassel - 1996 - 436 sider
...own sobriquet. The best known of the refrains read as follows: I've labored long and hard for bred For honor and for riches But on my corns too long you've tread You fine-haired Sons of Bitches. Let come what will, I'll try it on My condition can't be worse... | |
 | Rosemarie Mossinger - 1995 - 198 sider
...scene of the robbery, Wells Fargo agents found the smashed and empty express box, and a second poem: Here I lay me down to sleep To wait the coming morrow...Perhaps success perhaps defeat And everlasting sorrow. Let come what will, I'll try it on, My condition can't be worse, But if there's money in the box, It's... | |
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I've labored long and hard for bread For honor and for riches, But on my corns too long you've tred You fine-haired sons of bitches. Let come what will, I'll try it on, My condition can't be worse, And if there's money in that box, 'Tis munny in my purse.... 
