There is a Gun in the Well


Daddy had always said that he would leave us safe

Both me and Lucy alone in our old shack

We sold colas and sodas to the construction crews

I was the plain one with short boyish hair mouse brown

Whereas Lucy was the beautiful one all boobs and butt

I dressed in a quiet masculine way but not Lucy

Who enjoyed the theatre of her reduced clothes

Eventually this brought us problems when the good old boys

Moved to a different county where the money was better

The company had begun to employ drifters men without history

But this did not faze Lucy who carried on as before

I warned her as some of these invisible men were beginning to watch us

At first it was pleasant but their intentions were obvious

To my surprise I was more popular than Lucy

I think that they were attracted to my boyish looks

This annoyed Lucy and her behaviours declined

She became more extreme such was her frustration

And then we were attacked on that hot sweaty night

They were drunk and kicked our door down demanding satisfaction

Lucy was held to the floor screaming loudly as she was abused

The other animal held me tightly in his arms

I told him that I needed a piss as my badder was full

He released me with a dire warnings about Lucy’s welfare

As I pissed in the yard I heard my late fathers voice

He was singing with his old guitar

There is a Gun in the Well

There is a Gun in the Well

There is a Gun in the Well

Repeat Repeat Repeat

I went over to the well pretending to be thirsty

And there it was in the old bucket wrapped in a sheet

The other animal was watching me and cussing loudly

As I walked behind the well I removed my vest

This drove him wild and he came towards me

I shot him between the eyes and watched his brain explode

Gee Daddy you certainly know your weapons I whispered

Lucy was still being raped as I entered the shack

She was bleeding from her mouth but managed a bloody smile

She knew what I was about to do with Daddy’s gun

As not to hit my sister I made Lou aware that my breasts were bare

That was all I needed as the monster pushed Lucy away

He was laughing wildly as he lunged towards me

I shot him twice once in his mouth and then in the eye

His head was almost blown clean off and he fell against the porch door

Gee Daddy you certainly know your weapons I whispered into Lucy’s ear

Caleb helped us clean the mess and we threw these monsters into the river

They would be in the sea before anybody missed them

And that was that I returned Daddy’s gun to the well

And described his song to my sister for her future protection

There is a Gun in the Well

There is a Gun in the Well

There is a Gun in the Well




Lucy & Rosie Ree 1973