Song for Frankie Yankovic

I wanted to write a tribute to Myron Floren, but Frankie Yankovic's name scanned ever so much better, so instead I have a tribute to Frank Yankovic (who passed away several years ago). Maybe Myron's song should be more like "The Ballad of Cable Hogue".


The Day Frankie Yankovic Died

The moon began to slide and slip
And wander like a drunken ship
Bent like a soggy potato chip
The day Frankie Yankovic died

And the world turned upside down
Fire spewing from the ground
Oceans creaking, turning ‘round
The day Frankie Yankovic died

Ghoulish creatures from the deep
That we’d all long thought asleep
Gnashed their teeth and tried to weep
The day Frankie Yankovic died

I got a message on my pager
Beamed to me from Ursa Major
“Help us help us we’re in danger”
The day Frankie Yankovic died

I dreamed I saw a bloody horse
Dragged away from me by force
I hung my head in deep remorse
The day Frankie Yankovic died

Let thunder sound and lightning flash!
Let boulders tremble, mountains crash!
Let the sky become an oozing gash
The day Frankie Yankovic died