Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast

by Lillian Bos Ross, Sam Eskin, Richard Dehr & Miller
(Arlo's version is the singing of Ramblin' Jack Elliott)

My name is de Castro
My was a Spanish Grandee
But I won my wife in a game
To hell with those lords the sea

Well the South Coast is wild and lonely
You might win in a game at
But a lion still rules the
And a man is always alone

in my youth i had a Monterey
fields,creeks,mountains all
and i built me a little shanty
and i roofed it and floored it pine

i had a bronco,buckskin,
like a bird he over the trail
when we'd ride out 40 miles every
for grub and to pick up my mail

I sat in a card game at
I played with an outlaw named Juan
And after I'd his money
I staked all against his daughter

I up the ace...l had won her
My it was down at my feet
up to my throat in a hurry
Like a young day she was sweet

He opened the door to the
And he called the girl in with a
Saying "Take her, ya, you've won her
yours now for better or worse"

Her had to tighten around me
As we rode the hills to the south
Not a did I hear from her that day
Nor a kiss from her red mouth

well we soon reached the valley of
and the twinkled out over the coast
she soon loved the valley and the
but i it was me she loved the most

That was a gay winter
We carved on a cradle of
By the fire in neat little cabin
And I with that gay wife of mine

That I got hurt in a landslide
Crushed hip and broken bone
She saddled her pony lightning
And rode off for the in Jolon

The lion in the Barranca
Buck, he bolted and he on the slide
My young lay dead in the moonlight
My heart died that with my bride

buried her out in the orchard
carried me up to
now i'm with these memories
i'm an old man all alone

the still stands on the hillside
the open to the rain
and i'm living up in Jolon
and i can go back there again