Incident at Conklin Creek

We were camping in the desert
Near some old mines
For a week we walked around
The deserted old shafts:
That’s when we found the body
It was covered in dirt and gravel
The only thing showing were the feet:
One shoe on, the other just a worn out sock
My dad uncovered him, said the boy wasn’t even twenty
Black eyes, broken nose, teeth missing
He wore a red flannel coat, but he wore no pants
Dad said he’d probably been dead the last couple days
'Cause there was no smell, and you could still see life
Left in his face

We drove into town
We called the police
And we watched them, as they took the body away
We stayed the night
In a roadside motel
Dad had a bottle of old crow and he finished it
As he lay passed out, I knew I’d never sleep
'Cause it could have been my dad and me
They ended up calling
"The incident at Conklin Creek"
That they ended up calling
"The incident at Conklin Creek"