收聽Willie Nelson的Red-Headed Stranger歌詞歌曲

Red-Headed Stranger

Willie Nelson1996年1月1日

Red-Headed Stranger 歌詞

Red-Headed Stranger - Willie Nelson (威利·納爾遜)

The red headed stranger

From blue rock Montana

Rode into town one day

 

And under his knees

Was a raging black stallion

 

Walking behind was a bay

 

The red headed stranger

Had eyes like the thunder

And his lips they were sad and tight

 

His little lost love lay asleep on the hillside

 

And his heart was heavy this night

 

So don't 'cross him don't boss him

He's wild in his sorrow

He's riding and hiding his pain

 

Don't fight him don't spite him

Just wait till tomorrow

 

Maybe he'll ride on again

 

A yellow haired lady

Leaned out of her window

 

And watched as he passed her way

 

She drew back in fear

At the sight of the stallion

 

But cast greedy eyes on the bay

 

But how could she know

That this dancing bay pony

 

Meant more to him than life

 

For this was the horse

That his little lost darling

 

Had ridden when she was his wife

 

Don't 'cross him don't boss him

He's wild in his sorrow

He's riding and hiding his pain

 

Don't fight him don't spite him

Just wait till tomorrow

 

Maybe he'll ride on again

 

The yellow haired lady

Came down to the tavern

 

And looked up the stranger there

 

He bought her a drink

And he gave her some money

 

He just didn't seem to care

 

She followed him out

As he saddled the stallion

 

And laughed as

She grabbed at the bay

 

He shot her so quick

They had no time to warn her

She never heard anyone say

 

Don't 'cross him don't boss him

He's wild in his sorrow

He's riding and hiding his pain

 

Don't fight him don't spite him

Just wait till tomorrow

 

Maybe he'll ride on again

 

The yellow haired lady

 

Was buried at sunset

 

The stranger went free of course

 

For you can't hang a man

For killing a woman

 

Who's trying to steal your horse

 

This is the tale

Of the red headed stranger

 

And if he should pass your way

 

Stay out of the path

Of the raging black stallion

 

And don't lay a hand on the bay

 

Don't 'cross him don't boss him

He's wild in his sorrow

He's riding and hiding his pain

 

Don't fight him don't spite him

Just wait till tomorrow

 

Maybe he'll ride on again

 

And that was the time

When the preacher

 

In the year number one

 

That`s when you think it`s all over

 

 

It`s only begun