Becky and Joseph and April

"Joe, come down to the fireside,
And let me hear the tale
Of the man who took a ride
Three days inside  the whale.
Oh, tell me of Jonah, Joe!
Oh, tell me his little tale!
Oh, tell me all you know
Of Jonah and his whale."

Now Becky was the daughter 
Of the preacher in our town.
She probably knew the Bible better
Than anyone else around.
But she thirsted for the stories,
And wanted them to be told.
No one ever denied her this wish;
No one was ever so bold.

Rebecca would sit by the fire,
Every night of every year,
And asked someone to tell her
The stories she wanted to hear.
Joe was Becky's big brother;
He'd sid with her by the fire
And tell her all the  stories she wanted,
Until they were both very tired.

One summer a woman called April
Came to visit our tiny town.
She and Joseph grew close together,
And she wanted to settle down.
But Becky needed her brother;
Her father had died in the fall,
But April could see no reason
Why Joe stayed with Becky at all.

"She's old enough to be own her own,"
Cried April tooo Joseph one night,
"She needn't be so possessive
To deny your own life, all right."
"But April, my dear,, you don't understand;
Please be a little more kind.
I cannot see why you didn't notice
My dear sister Becky is blind."

April knealt down on the floor
Next to Becky the very next day;
"I want  to marry your brother,
And I thought you'd be in the way.
But I can see I was being possessive;
I know I can share him with you.
I love Joe enough to understand
That there's no need to seperate you."

April and Joseph were married
In a town twenty miles away,
Because our new preacher didn't arrive
Until the day before yesterday.
Becky and Joseph and April live
In a town southwest of thee dale
And Becky and April sti by the fire at night
To hear Joe tell the Bible tales.