《Tying Knots In The Devil’s Tail》歌词

[00:00:01] Tying Konts In The Devil's Tai - Michael Martin Murphey

[00:00:10] Way high up in the Sierry Peaks

[00:00:12] Where the yellow-jack pines grow tall

[00:00:15] Sandy Bob and Buster Jiggs

[00:00:17] Had a round-up camp last fall

[00:00:19] They'd taken their ponies and their running irons

[00:00:21] Maybe a dog or two

[00:00:23] And they lowed thy'd brand every long-eared calf

[00:00:26] That came within their view

[00:00:28] Now many a long-eared doggie

[00:00:30] That didn't push up by day

[00:00:32] Had his old ears whittled and his old hide sizzled

[00:00:34] In a most artistic way

[00:00:37] Now Sandy Bob he said one day

[00:00:39] As he throwed his cigar down

[00:00:41] I'm tired of this cowography

[00:00:43] And I allows I'm a going into town

[00:00:55] Well they saddled their ponies up and they struckem a lope

[00:00:57] And how them boys could ride

[00:00:59] And them was the days that a ol cowboy

[00:01:01] Could oil up his whole inside

[00:01:03] Well they started out at the Kentucky Bar

[00:01:05] At the head of the Whisky Row

[00:01:08] And they wound down at the Depot House

[00:01:10] About forty drinks below

[00:01:12] Well they setem up and they turned 'em around

[00:01:14] And they went the other way

[00:01:17] And I swear the God-forsaken truth

[00:01:18] Them boys got drunk that day

[00:01:21] They mounted up and they headed to camp

[00:01:23] And they was packing a pretty good load

[00:01:26] When who should they meet

[00:01:27] But the Devil himself

[00:01:28] Come prancing down the road

[00:01:39] Well the devil says You ornery skunks

[00:01:41] You better hunt your holes

[00:01:43] Cause I'm the Devil from Hell's rim rock

[00:01:46] Come to gather in your souls

[00:01:48] Sandy Bob said Devil be damned

[00:01:50] We may be a little bit tight

[00:01:52] But before you gather any cowboy souls

[00:01:55] You're gonna have a helluva fight

[00:01:57] He swung his rope and he swung it straight

[00:01:59] And he also swung it true

[00:02:01] He caught the Devil by both his horns

[00:02:03] And taken his dallies too

[00:02:05] Now Buster Jigg was a reata man

[00:02:08] With his rawhide coiled up neat

[00:02:10] He shook it out and he built him a loop

[00:02:13] And he latched the Devils hind feet

[00:02:24] Well they stretches him out and they tails him down

[00:02:26] While the running-irons were getting hot

[00:02:28] And they cropped and swallow-forked his ears

[00:02:30] And they branded him up a lot

[00:02:32] And left there here pick night black jack cold

[00:02:35] But for this life to a little pin oak

[00:02:38] Tied ten knots in his tail for a joke

[00:02:41] Now when you're high in the Sierry Peaks

[00:02:44] And you hear one hell of a wail

[00:02:46] It's just the Devil himself

[00:02:48] Yelling bout them knots in his tail