Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast

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

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

Well the South is wild coast and lonely
You win in a game at Jolon
But a lion rules the Barranca
And a man there is always

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

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

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

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 door to the
And he the girl in with a curse
"Take her, Goddamn ya, you've won her
She's now for better or worse"

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

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

was a gay happy winter
We carved on a of pine
By the fire in that little cabin
And I sang with that gay of mine

That I got hurt in a landslide
hip and twice broken 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 wife lay dead in the moonlight
My heart that night with my bride

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

the still stands on the hillside
the open to the rain
and i'm living up in Jolon
and i never can go there again