The legend of the Hassayampa River as it runs through Wickenburg, Arizona, has it that if you drink from the river’s waters you will never tell the truth again. There, of course, are some caveats and loopholes some weak-kneed people may use to claim the curse will not affect them, but it does–they may be lying, however.
At any rate, it was not people who went into the desert merely to write it up who invented the fabled Hassayampa, of whose waters, if any drink, they can no more see fact as naked fact, but all radiant with the color of romance. I, who must have drunk of it in my twice seven years’ wanderings, am assured that it is worthwhile.
There’s a legend centuries old By the early Spaniards told Of a sparkling stream that “lies” Under the Arizona skies Hassayampa is its name And the title of its fame Is a wondrous quality Known today from sea to sea Those who drink it’s waters bright Red man, white man, boor or Knight Girls, or women, boys or men Never tell the truth again!