Woody Guthrie: East Texas Red
Tekst piosenki
Brak wideo
Tekst piosenki
Woody Guthrie: East Texas Red
Down in the scrub oak timber of the Southeast Texas Gulf
There used to ride a brakeman and a brakeman double tough
He worked the town of Kilgore and Longview nine miles down
Us trav'lers called him East Texas Red the meanest bull around.
I rode by night and by broad daylight in wind and snow and sun
I always seen little East Texas Red sporting his smooth running gun
The tale got switched down the stems and main and everybody said
The meanest man on the shiny rails was little East Texas Red.
It was early in the morning and along towards nine or ten
A couple of boys on the hunt of a job stood in the blizzardy wind
Hungry and cold they knocked on the doors of the working folks around
For a piece of meat and a spud or two to boil a stew around.
Red he come down the cinder dump and he flagged the number two
He kicked their bucket over a bush and he dumped out all their stew
A traveler said, Mister East Texas Red you better get everything fixed
'Cause you're gonna ride your little train just one year from today.
Red he laughed as he clumb the bank and swung aside of a wheeler
The boys caught a tanker to Seminole and west to Amarillo
They struck them a job of oil field work and followed a pipe line down
It took them lots of places till the year had rolled around.
On one cold and wintery day they hooked them a Gulf bound train
They shivered and shook with dough in their clothes to see Kilgore again
Over hills of sand and hard froze roads where the cotton wagons roll
On past the town of Kilgore and on to old Longview.
With their warm suits of clothes and overcoats they walk into a store
They pay the man for some meat and stuff to fix a stew once more
The ties they walk back past the yards till they come to the same old spot
Where East Texas Red just a year ago had dumped their last stew pot.
The smoke of their fire went higher and higher a man come down the line
He ducked his head in the blizzardy wind and waved old number nine
He walked off down the cinder dump till he come to the same old spot
And there was the same three men again around that same little pot.
Red went to his knees and he hollered,
Please don't pull that trigger on me.
I did not get my business fixed but he did not get his say
A gun wheeled out of an overcoat and it played the old one two
And Red was dead when the other two men set down to eat their stew.
There used to ride a brakeman and a brakeman double tough
He worked the town of Kilgore and Longview nine miles down
Us trav'lers called him East Texas Red the meanest bull around.
I rode by night and by broad daylight in wind and snow and sun
I always seen little East Texas Red sporting his smooth running gun
The tale got switched down the stems and main and everybody said
The meanest man on the shiny rails was little East Texas Red.
It was early in the morning and along towards nine or ten
A couple of boys on the hunt of a job stood in the blizzardy wind
Hungry and cold they knocked on the doors of the working folks around
For a piece of meat and a spud or two to boil a stew around.
Red he come down the cinder dump and he flagged the number two
He kicked their bucket over a bush and he dumped out all their stew
A traveler said, Mister East Texas Red you better get everything fixed
'Cause you're gonna ride your little train just one year from today.
Red he laughed as he clumb the bank and swung aside of a wheeler
The boys caught a tanker to Seminole and west to Amarillo
They struck them a job of oil field work and followed a pipe line down
It took them lots of places till the year had rolled around.
On one cold and wintery day they hooked them a Gulf bound train
They shivered and shook with dough in their clothes to see Kilgore again
Over hills of sand and hard froze roads where the cotton wagons roll
On past the town of Kilgore and on to old Longview.
With their warm suits of clothes and overcoats they walk into a store
They pay the man for some meat and stuff to fix a stew once more
The ties they walk back past the yards till they come to the same old spot
Where East Texas Red just a year ago had dumped their last stew pot.
The smoke of their fire went higher and higher a man come down the line
He ducked his head in the blizzardy wind and waved old number nine
He walked off down the cinder dump till he come to the same old spot
And there was the same three men again around that same little pot.
Red went to his knees and he hollered,
Please don't pull that trigger on me.
I did not get my business fixed but he did not get his say
A gun wheeled out of an overcoat and it played the old one two
And Red was dead when the other two men set down to eat their stew.
Tłumaczenie piosenki
Woody Guthrie: East Texas Red
Nie ma jeszcze tłumaczenia dla tego utworu
Bądź pierwszy i dodaj swoje tłumaczenie
Reklama
Reklama
Inne teksty wykonawcy
Woody Guthrie: East Texas Red
-
Eisler On The Go
- Woody Guthrie
-
Put Your Finger In The Air
- Woody Guthrie
-
Race You Down The Mountain
- Woody Guthrie
-
Roll On
- Woody Guthrie
-
I Ride An Old Paint
- Woody Guthrie
Skomentuj tekst
Woody Guthrie: East Texas Red
Pisz jako Gość
4000 znaków do wpisania
Twój komentarz może być pierwszy
Reklama
Reklama
Polecane na dziś
Teksty piosenek
-
Lloret de Mar (EA SPORTS FC 25 Official Soundtrack)
Mata
„D-DKanee Thanks Pedro Shawty, move your body, ándale Pokaż, jak się bawisz nam Mój skład jest z Warszawy, ona nie Poznałem ją na plaży w Lloret de Mar Na plaży w Lloret de Mar Na plaży w Llor”
-
taki mały ja (prod. francis)
KUQE 2115
„Siedzę w Raszynie i tęsknię za widokiem znad oceanu Myślę o tym, gdzie chwilę temu byłem i gdzie lecę zaraz gdy wrócę ze Stanów Wspominam swoją mieścinę bo nawet nie śniłem, że kiedyś zawinę stamtąd”
-
Bad Dreams
Teddy Swims
„Sun is going down, time is running out No one else around but me Steady losing light Steady losing my mind Moving shadows and grinding teeth Without you, there ain't no place for me to hide Wi”
-
Noc
Julia Żugaj
„Już środek nocy, a dalej jej nie mam dosyć Czekam aż tempo skoczy, w rytmie muzyki kroki Dziś mamy siebie, może być tylko lepiej W neonach gdzieś na mieście Więcej nie będę bezsensownie stać Cały”
-
Nie musisz się bać
Oskar Cyms
„Chciałem więcej niż sam mogłem ci dać Te szare bloki, kilka pytań na start Dziś chciałbym uciec, ciepłe noce i wiatr Pomyśl o mnie, jeszcze moment I znikam gdzieś znów z tobą drugi dzień i trzec”
Reklama
Ostatnio wyszukiwane
Teksty piosenek
Wybrane
Teksty piosenek
-
Hot Uptown (ft. Drake)
- Camila Cabello
-
Jagódki - feat. Tulia
- Vix.N
-
Wake Up
- Imagine Dragons
-
Bezcenne Słowa feat. Jarecki (DJ BRK x Moo Latte Version)
- Wzgórze Ya-Pa 3
-
BIAŁY BEZ feat. Dawid Podsiadło, Chloe Martini
- Rosalie.
-
Pod gołym niebem (prod. Nerwus)
- Fabijański
-
Z nikim aż tak
- Grzegorz Hyży
-
Rekin
- ALESHEN
-
I'm The Drama
- Bebe Rexha
-
Niebieski dom
- BIAŁAS x LANEK
Reklama
Tekst piosenki East Texas Red - Woody Guthrie, tłumaczenie oraz teledysk. Poznaj słowa utworu East Texas Red - Woody Guthrie. Znajdź teledyski, teksty i tłumaczenia innych piosenek - Woody Guthrie.
Komentarze: 0