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Marty Robbins - Old Red / 1963
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Versuri/text:
Old Red was one of the orniest yet
I'd seen at the big rodeo.
He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life,
Old Red had never been rode.
Meaner than sin, wild as the wind,
that blew on the Montana plains.
Old Red was one of the last of his breed,
and wasn't about to be tamed.
From Idaho, a young cowboy came,
to ride in the big rodeo.
The young cowboy's name was Billy McLean,
and Billy had never been thrown.
The greatest desire filled young Billy's heart,
to ride this old outlaw called Red.
He drew him one day and I heard Billy say,
"I'll ride him or drop over dead".
Old Red was wicked down there in the shoot,
he was kicking and stomping about.
Billy climbed into the saddle with ease
then yelled, "turn him loose, let us out".
Old Red came out with his head on the ground,
his back hooves were touching his nose.
Trying to get rid of the man on his back,
but the man went wherever he goes
Billy was racking Old Red with his spurs,
from the tail to the tip of his chin.
He was doing right well, but Billy could tell,
This outlaw would never give in.
Old Red was runnin' straight for the fence,
suddenly stopping and then,
he reared on his hind legs and fell on his back,
Taking poor Billy with him.
There was a hush from the crowd and they knew,
this would be Billy's last ride.
The saddle horn crushed Billy's chest when they fell,
and under Old Red, Billy died.
Old Red lay still, no more would he move.
The cowboys that seen it could tell.
In trying to throw Billy off of his back,
Old Red broke his neck when he fell.
Out in the west, is a place where they rest,
this cowboy that never was thrown,
and one foot away resting there 'neath the clay,
is the outlaw that never was rode
Versuri/text:
Old Red was one of the orniest yet
I'd seen at the big rodeo.
He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life,
Old Red had never been rode.
Meaner than sin, wild as the wind,
that blew on the Montana plains.
Old Red was one of the last of his breed,
and wasn't about to be tamed.
From Idaho, a young cowboy came,
to ride in the big rodeo.
The young cowboy's name was Billy McLean,
and Billy had never been thrown.
The greatest desire filled young Billy's heart,
to ride this old outlaw called Red.
He drew him one day and I heard Billy say,
"I'll ride him or drop over dead".
Old Red was wicked down there in the shoot,
he was kicking and stomping about.
Billy climbed into the saddle with ease
then yelled, "turn him loose, let us out".
Old Red came out with his head on the ground,
his back hooves were touching his nose.
Trying to get rid of the man on his back,
but the man went wherever he goes
Billy was racking Old Red with his spurs,
from the tail to the tip of his chin.
He was doing right well, but Billy could tell,
This outlaw would never give in.
Old Red was runnin' straight for the fence,
suddenly stopping and then,
he reared on his hind legs and fell on his back,
Taking poor Billy with him.
There was a hush from the crowd and they knew,
this would be Billy's last ride.
The saddle horn crushed Billy's chest when they fell,
and under Old Red, Billy died.
Old Red lay still, no more would he move.
The cowboys that seen it could tell.
In trying to throw Billy off of his back,
Old Red broke his neck when he fell.
Out in the west, is a place where they rest,
this cowboy that never was thrown,
and one foot away resting there 'neath the clay,
is the outlaw that never was rode
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