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Ballad Of William Sycamore

アーティスト:Steve Young 

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And some are wrapped in the linen so fine And some like a godling's scion But I was cradled on the twigs of pine Down a lonesome mountain line I lost my boyhood and found my wife A girl like a Salem clipper A woman as straight as a hunting knife With eyes as bright as the Dipper We cleared our camp where the buffalo feed Unheard of streams were our flagons And I sowed my sons like apple seed On the trail of the Western wagons They were right, tight boys, never sulky or slow A fruitful, goodly muster The eldest died at the Alamo And the youngest fell with Custer The letter that told it burned my hand I smiled and said, "So be it!" But I could not live when they fenced my land Oh it broke my heart just to see it


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