Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast

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

My name is de Castro
My father was a Grandee
But I won my wife in a game
To hell with those o'er the sea

Well the South Coast is wild coast and
You might win in a game at
But a lion still 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 shanty
and i it and floored it with pine

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

I sat in a card at Jolon
I played with an outlaw named Juan
And I'd taken his money
I staked all his daughter Dawn

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

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

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

well we reached the valley of twilight
and the stars twinkled out over the
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 that little cabin
And I sang with gay wife of mine

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

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

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

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