Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast

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

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

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

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

i had a bronco,buckskin,
a bird he flew over the trail
when ride 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 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 to the kitchen
And he called the in with a curse
Saying "Take her, ya, you've won her
yours now for better or worse"

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

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

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

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

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

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

the cabin still on the hillside
the door to the rain
and i'm living up here in
and i can go back there again