Rangers Command

Rangers Command - Woody Guthrie (伍迪·格思裏)

Come all of you cowboys all over this land

I'll sing you the law of the Ranger's command

To hold a six-shooter and never to run

As long as there's bullets in

Both of your guns

I met a fair maiden

Whose name I don't know

I asked her to the round-up

With me would she go

She said she'd go

With me to the cold round-up

And drink that hard liquor

From a cold bitter cup

We started for the round-up

In the fall of the year

Expecting to get there

With a herd of fat steer

When the rustlers broke on us

In the dead hour of night

She rose from her warm bed a battle to fight

She rose from her warm bed

With a gun in each hand

Saying "Come all you cowboys

And fight for your land "

Come all of you cowboys

And don't ever run

As long as there's bullets

In both of your guns