Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast

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

My is Juanano de Castro
My father was a Spanish
But I won my in a card game
To hell with lords o'er the sea

Well the South Coast is coast and lonely
You might win in a game at
But a still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always

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

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

I sat in a card game at
I played there an outlaw named Juan
And I'd taken his money
I all against his daughter Dawn

I up the ace...l had won her
My heart it was at my feet
Jumped up to my in a hurry
Like a summer's day she was sweet

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

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

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

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

That night I got in a landslide
Crushed hip and twice bone
She saddled her like lightning
And rode off for the in Jolon

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

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

the cabin still on the hillside
the open to the rain
and i'm living up here in
and i never can go back there