Cry Stampede

Cry Stampede - Marty Robbins (马丁·罗宾逊)

The night was ablaze with a heavenly fire

Of lightnin' wind and rain

And the sound of thunder is spookin'

The herd and I fear there'll be a stampede

The cattle are starting to mill around

Their bellows strike fear in my heart

I know if the storm lasts very much longer

There's bound to be a stampede

Stampede cry stampede the thing

That a cowboy fears the most is stampede

As I sat in the saddle the night's wearing on

And the storm is lingering still

The lightning's glare on the restless herd

Make it seem like a sea's angry swell

Then all of a sudden a bolt of fire

Strikes the tree where my pony stands

As I fall to the ground I can hear the sound

Of a drover yellin' stampede

Stampede cry stampede the thing

That a cowboy fears the most is stampede

For a moment I lay in the mud half dazed

I could hear the herd bearin' down

And I crawled in a ditch where a tree came to rest

And I crouched between it and the ground

It seems like a miracle of God's hand

It's over and I'm still alive

And I thank the trail boss up in the sky

For sparin' me from the stampede

Stampede cry stampede the thing

That a cowboy fears the most is stampede