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BRONC PEELER'S SONG n |
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And we said a swift good-bye
In that black unlucky night.
When I'd loosed her arms from clingin'
With her words the hoofs kept ringin'
As I galloped north alone —
"Adios, mi corazon!"
Never seen her since that night — I kaint cross the Line, you know. She was Mez, and I was white; Like as not it's better so. Yet I've always sort of missed her Since that last wild night I kissed her; Left her heart and lost my own — "Adios, mi corazon!"
BRONC PEELER'S SONG
Authorship unknown. First heard sung by L. Brennon, at Indian Tanks, New Mexico.
I've been upon the prairie, r
I've been upon the plain, I 've never rid a steamboat, Nor a double-cinched-up train. But I've driv my eight-up to wagon That were locked three in a row, And that through blindin' sand-storms, And all kinds of wind and snow.
There never was a place I've been Had any kind of wood: We burn the roots of bar-grass And think it's very good. |
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