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

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

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

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

I sat in a game at Jolon
I there with an outlaw named Juan
And after I'd taken his
I staked all against his daughter

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

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

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

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

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

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

The screamed in the Barranca
Buck, he bolted and he fell on the
My wife lay dead in the moonlight
My heart died that night with my

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

the still stands on the hillside
the door open to the
and i'm up here in Jolon
and i never can go back again