Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast

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

My name is Juanano de
My was a Spanish Grandee
But I won my in a card game
To with those lords o'er the sea

Well the Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a at Jolon
But a lion rules the Barranca
And a man there is alone

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

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

I sat in a game at Jolon
I played there an outlaw named Juan
And after I'd his money
I staked all against his Dawn

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 summer's day she was

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

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

well we soon reached the of twilight
and the stars out over the coast
she soon loved the and the orchards
but i knew it was me she the most

was a gay happy winter
We on a cradle of pine
By the in that neat little cabin
And I sang with that gay wife of

That I got hurt in a landslide
hip and twice broken bone
She saddled her like lightning
And off for the doctor in Jolon

The screamed in the Barranca
Buck, he and he fell on the slide
My young lay dead in the moonlight
My heart died that night my bride

they buried her out in the
carried me up to
now i'm left these memories
i'm an old broken man all

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