Hobet Ville

by Ronda Harper

Gonna build myself a house on Hobet 21
And spray me on some grass seed
And grow myself a lawn.
 
Gonna build a nice big deck
And watch the grasses grow
And look out at the mountain top
In the valley down below.
 
Gonna put a little fishing boat
Out there on the pond
And catch me some mutations
With my brand new fishing rod.
 
Gonna cook ‘em up real good
And put ‘em on a bun
Won’t need to use a BBQ
They’ll just cook there in the sun.
 
Gonna ask the neighbors over
Oh, gee, guess I forgot
All of them are gone
Their houses covered up with rock.
 
So I’m bound to get real lonely
Up here on 21
The only neighbor left
Is some old feller they call Big John.

(Ed. Note: Big John is the name of the giant dragline that Arch uses to destroy the mountains for coal. Ronda is an OVEC member, but perhaps she will now become a famous lyrcist …)