Buffy Sainte-Marie’s SOLDIER BLUE

SOLDIER BLUE

(Buffy Sainte-Marie)

Custer Portrait

Tell you a story, and it’s a true one
And I’ll tell it like you’ll understand
And I ain’t gonna talk like some history man

I look out and I see a land
Young and lovely, hard and strong
For fifty thousand years we’ve danced her praises
Prayed our thanks and we’ve just begun

This is, this is my country
Young and growin’ and free and flowin’ sea to sea
Yes this is my country
Ripe and bearing miracles in every pond and tree

Her spirit walks the high country
She is givin’ free wild samples and settin’ an example
How to give, yes, this is my country
Retchin’ and turnin’, she’s like a baby learnin’ how to live

I can stand upon a hill at dawn
Look all around me, feel her surround me
Soldier blue, can’t you see her life has just begun?
It’s beating inside us, telling us she’s here to guide us

Ooh, soldier blue, soldier blue
Can’t you see that there’s another way to love her?

This is my country
And I sprang from her and I’m learnin’ how to count upon her
Tall trees and the corn is high country
Yes, I love her and I’m learnin’ how to take care of her

Whenever the news stories get me down
I, I take a drink of freedom to think of
North America from toe to crown
It’s never long before I know just why I belong here

Ooh, soldier blue, soldier blue
Can’t you see that there’s another way to love her?
Ooh, soldier blue, soldier blue
Can’t you see that there’s another way to love her?
Soldier blue, soldier blue
Can’t you see that there’s another way to love her?

Cher’s HALF-BREED

Half-breed

(Al Capps, Mary Dean)

Half-breed

 

My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother’s people were ashamed of me
The Indians said I was white by law
The white man always called me
“Indian Squaw”

[Chorus]
Half-breed, that’s all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she’s no good they warned
Both sides were against me
Since the day I was born

We never settled, went from town to town
When you’re not welcome you don’t hang around
The other children always laughed at me
“Give her a feather, she’s a Cherokee”

[Chorus]

We weren’t accepted and I felt ashamed
Nineteen I left them, tell me who’s to blame
My life since then has been from man to man
But I can’t run away from what I am

[Chorus]

SHE’LL BE COMING ‘ROUND THE MOUNTAINS

She’ll Be Coming ‘Round The Mountains

(Traditional)

 

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes).

 

She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be driving six white horses,

She’ll be driving six white horses,

She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes,

(when she comes).

 

We’ll all go out to meet her when she comes,

We’ll all go out to meet her when she comes,

We’ll all go out to meet her,

We’ll all go out to meet her,

We’ll all go out to meet her when she comes.

 

We’ll kill the old red rooster when she comes,

(when she comes)

We will kill the big red rooster when she comes,

(when she comes)

We’ll kill the big red rooster,

We will kill the big red rooster,

We’ll kill the big red rooster when she comes,

(when she comes).

 

She will bring us to the portals when she comes,

(when she comes)

She will bring us to the portals when she comes,

(when she comes)

She will bring us to the portals,

She will bring us to the portals,

She will bring us to the portals when she comes,

(when she comes).

 

We’ll all sing hallelujah when she comes,

(when she comes)

We’ll all sing hallelujah when she comes,

(when she comes)

We’ll all sing hallelujah,

We’ll all sing hallelujah,

We’ll all sing hallelujah when she comes,

(when she comes).

 

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes).

 

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes)

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,

She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes,

(when she comes).

 

 

Johnny Cash’s (GHOST) RIDERS IN THE SKY

(Ghost) Riders In The Sky

(Hughie Thomasson)

 

An old cowboy went riding out, one dark and windy day,
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw.

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry:

Yippie yi ooh!
Yippie yi yay!
Ghost riders in the sky.

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat.
He’s riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain’t caught them yet,
Because they’ve got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snorting fire,
As they ride on, hear their cry.

As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name –
“If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range,
Then cowboy, change your ways today, or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the devil’s herd, across these endless skies!”

Yippie yi ooh!
Yippie yi yay!

Ghost riders in the sky.
Ghost riders in the sky.
Ghost Riders in the sky.

 

THE BALLAD OF CASEY JONES

The Ballad of Casey Jones

(Wallace Saunders)

Come, all you Rounders, if you want to hear
The story told of a brave engineer,
Casey Jones was the Rounder’s name
A high right-wheeler of mighty fame.
Of mighty fame, of mighty fame
A high right-wheeler of mighty fame.

Casey pulled into the Memphis yard
Fed up, beat down, and dog tired,
Another driver had called in sick
Asking Casey to do a double trick.
Casey smiled, said, “I’m feelin’ fine
Gonna ride that train to the end of the line.
There’s ridges and bridges, and hills to climb
Got a head of steam and ahead of time.
Ahead of time, ahead of time,
Got a head of steam and ahead of time.”

Caller called Casey, half-past four.
He kissed his wife at the station door
Climbed into the cab, orders in his hand
“Could be my trip to the Promised Land.”
Through South Memphis on the fly
The fireman say, “You got a white eye.”
The switchmen knew by the engine’s moan
The man at the throttle was Casey Jones,
Was Casey Jones, was Casey Jones,
The man at the throttle was Casey Jones.
The engine rocked, the drivers rolled
Fireman hollered, “Save my soul!”
“I’m gonna roll her ‘til she leaves the rails
I’m behind time with the Southern mail.”

Been raining hard for weeks and weeks,
Railroad track like the bed of a creek,
Rated down to a thirty-mile gait,
The Southern mail two hours late.
Two hours late, two hours late,
The Southern mail was two hours late.
Fireman say, “You running too fast!
You ran the last three lights we passed.”
Casey say, “We’ll make it through
She’s steaming better than I ever knew.”
Casey say, “Don’t you fret
Keep feeding the fire; don’t give up yet
Run her ‘til she leaves the rail
To be on time with the Southern mail.                                                                                                                                                                                         The Southern Mail, the Southern mail,
To be on time with the Southern mail.

Checked his water, his water was low,
Looked at his watch, his watch was slow.
“Put on more water, put on more coal
Put your head out the window see my drivers roll!
See my drivers roll, see my drivers roll,
Put your head out the window see my drivers roll.”
People said Casey couldn’t run
But I can tell you what Casey done;
Left Memphis, quarter ‘til nine
Vaughn, Mississippi, right on time
Got within a mile of the place                                                                                                                                                                                                            A big headlight stared him in the face;
Shout to the fireman, “Jump for your life!
Give my love to my children, say goodbye to my wife.”
Casey said, just before he died
“There’s a lot more railroads that I’d like to ride;”
He said the good Lord whispered, “It’ll never be,
The Illinois Central be the death of me!”
Headaches and heartaches and all kinds of pain
Ain’t no different from a railroad train
You can take your stories, noble and grand
All just a part of a railroad man.

Harve Presnell’s THEY CALL THE WIND MARIA

They Call The Wind Maria

(Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe)

Away out here they’ve got a name
For rain, and wind, and fire.
The rain is Tess,
The fire is Joe,
And they call the wind, Maria!

Maria blows the stars around
Sets the clouds a-flying.
Maria makes
The mountains sound like folks was out there dying.
Maria (Maria)
Maria (Maria)
They call
The wind
Maria!

Before I knew
Maria’s name,
And heard her wail and whining
I had a gal
And she had me,
And the sun
Was always shining.

But then one day
I left my gal,
I left her far behind me.
And now I’m lost,
So gold-darn lost
Not even God
Can find me.
Maria
Maria
They call
The wind
Maria!

Out here they have a name for rain,
And wind and fire only.
When you’re lost and all alone,
There ain’t no name for lonely.
I am a lost and lonely man
Without a star to guide me,
Maria, blow my love to me
I need my gal beside me.
Maria (Maria)
Maria (Maria)
They call
The wind
Maria!
Maria
Maria (Maria)
They call
The wind
Maria!

Roy Rogers’ DON’T FENCE ME IN

Don’t Fence Me In

(Cole Porter)

Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above,
Don’t fence me in!
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don’t fence me in!
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever, but I ask you please,
Don’t fence me in!

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies,
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
‘Till I see the mountains rise.

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences,
And gaze at the moon ’till I lose my senses,
And I can’t look at hovels and I can’t stand fences,
Don’t fence me in!

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don’t fence me in!
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don’t fence me in!
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever, but I ask you please,
Don’t fence me in!

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies,
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
‘Till I see the mountains rise.
Ba boo ba ba boo.

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon ’till I lose my senses
And I can’t look at hobbles, and I can’t stand fences,
Don’t fence me in.
No Poppa, don’t you fence me in!