WILLIE CALHOUN
(To be sung to the tune of CASEY JONES, the famous railway man of the Illinois Central, killed in a train wreck at Vaughan, Mississippi, in April, 1900)
11-7-07
Come all you taxpayers that want to know
The story of another Perkins policeman who needs to go.
Willie Calhoun is the rounder's name,
On one of the city's new $30,000 police cars, he won his fame.
The dispatcher about half past six called Willie by name
Why had not he arrived for the six o'clock shift change?
Willie mounted his new car with orders to report in hand
And almost took his farewell trip to the Promised land.
He raced down Jeff Davis and up Washington's Street hill
He approached the telephone pole with an awful shrill
Bystanders knew by the cars moan
That the man at the wheel drove like Casey Jones.
Calhoun looked at his speed and his speed was not low
He looked at his watch and his watch was slow
To himself he said
I'm going to reach the station, but we'all might be dead
So turn on your water and shovel in the coal
Stick your head out the window, watch Calhoun roll
He'll drive until the car leaves the street
And hopefully no telephone poles meet
When he was within 2 blocks of the place
That telephone pole stared him straight in the face
He said to himself, I'd better jump
For this $30,000 car and that pole are going to bump
Taxpayers do not wonder why Perkins gave Calhoun a new car
$30,000 and only 700 miles on it to race from afar
Wasn't Calhoun one of Perkins people involved in beating Holliman and Gordon?
Was he sleeping when the shift change call came?
Did he not awaken enough when they called his name?
In our new car, Calhoun almost won his fame!
