The South Coast (Lillian Bos Ross, Sam Eskin, Richard Dehr & Frank Miller) My name is Lonhano de Castro My father was a Spanish Grandee But I won my wife in a card game To hell with those lords o'er the sea Well the South Coast is a wild coast and lonely You might win in a game at Cholon But a lion still rules the Barranca And a man there is always alone I played in a card game at Holon I played with an outlaw named Juan And after I'd taken his money I staked all against his daughter Dawn I picked up the ace ... I had won her My heart it was down at my feet Jumped up to my throat in a hurry Like a young summer's day she was sweet. He opened the door to the kitchen And he called the girl out with a curse Saying "Take her, Goddamn her, you've won her She's yours now for better or worse" Her arms had to tighten around me As we rode down the hills to the south Not a word did I hear from her that day Nor a kiss from her pretty young mouth But that was a gay happy winter We carved on a cradle of pine By the fire in that neat little cabin And I sang with that gay wife of mine. That night I got hurt in a landslide Crushed hip and twice broken bone She saddled her pony like lightning And rode off for the doctor in Cholon The lion screamed in the Barranca Buck, he bolted and he fell on his side My young wife lay dead in the moonlight My heart died that night with my bride Copyright Blackwood Music recorded by Ramblin' Jack Elliott on "Ramblin' Jack Elliott" (1961) and by Arlo Guthrie on "Son Of The Wind" (1991) MJ
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