Claude Dallas-Ian Tyson

歌手 : Ian Tyson
专辑 : Cowboyography
语种 : 英语
时长 : 05:10

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Claude Dallas - Ian Tyson
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free
By the Devil's wash and coyote hole in the wild Owyhee Range
Somewhere in the sage tonight the wind calls out his name
Ayeayeaye
Come gather 'round me buckaroos and a story I will tell
Of the fugitive Claude Dallas who just broke out of jail
You might think this tale is history
From before the West was won
But the events that I'll describe
Took place in nineteen eighty one
He was born out in Virginialeft home
When school was through
In the deserts of Nevada he became a buckaroo
And he learned the ways of cattleand
He learned to sit a horse
And he always packed a pistoland he practiced deadly force
Then Claude he became a trapperand
He dreamed of the bygone days
And he studied bobcat logic and their wild and silent ways
In the bloody runs near Paradise in monitors down south
Trapping cats and coyotesliving hand to mouth
Ayeayeaye
Then Claude took to livin' all alone
Out many miles from town
A friend Jim Stevens brought supplies and he stayed to hang around
That day two wardens Pogue and Elms rode into check Claude out
They were seeking violations and to see what Claude's about
Now Claude had hung some venisonhe had a bobcat pelt or two
Pogue claimed they were out of seasonhe said Dallasyou're all thru
But Dallas would not leave his camp
He refused to go to town
As the wind howled throught the bull camp
They stared each other down
It's hard to say what happend nextperhaps
We'll never know
They were gonna take Claude in to jailand
He vowed he'd never go
Jim Stevens heard the gunfireand when he turned around
Bill Pogue was falling backwards
Conley Elms he fell face down
Ayeayeaye
Jim stevens walked on overthere
Was a gun near Bill Pogue's hand
It was hard to say who drawn his firstbut
Claude had made his stand
Claude said I am justified Jimthey were gonna cut me down
And a man's got a right to hang some meat
When he's livin' this far from town
It took eighteen men and fifteen months
To finally run Claude down
In the sage outside of Paradise they drove him to the ground
Convicted up in Idaho manslaughter by decree
Thirty years at maximum but soon
Claude would break free
There's two sides two this story there
May be no right or wrong
The lawman and the rene gade
Have graced a thousand songs
The story is an old one Conclusion's hard to draw
But Claude's out in the sage tonight
He may be the last out law
Ayeayeaye
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free
By the Devil's wash and coyote hole in the wild Owy hee Range
Somewhere in the sage tonight the wind calls out his name
Ayeayeaye