"Jack pulled a squall ing burr out of the harmonica, flattened a little from a fall off the skittish bay mare, and Ennis had a good raspy voice; a few nights they mangled their way through some songs. Ennis knew the salty words to “Strawberry Roan.” Jack tried a Carl Perkins song, bawling “What I say-ay-ay,” , but he favored a sad hymn “Water-Walking Jesus,” which he "sang at dirge slowness" while distant coyotes howled.