Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wild Cyclone, artist - Woody Guthrie. Album song Buffalo Skinners, The Asch Recordings, Vol. 4, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 05.11.2019
Record label: Limitless Int
Song language: English
Wild Cyclone |
Well, the last big buffalo run is done |
And the hides are stripped and gone |
I’m a-standing here in Dead Ghost City |
On a pile of rattling bones |
Three-Prong Pete runs down my street |
He’s yelling out his lungs |
There’s a wild stampede coming through town |
And it’s led by the Wild Cyclone |
I dodged in back of some bales of hay |
As the loud herd jostled past |
While I could not spot their leader horse |
Cause they all went past so fast |
A windburnt girl rode in that herd |
And I’ve seen her toss her loop |
Her horsey fell and the girl did yell |
«I've missed that wild cyclone» |
I lifted her up from that dusty street |
On top of my bales of hay |
She pulled her hair and cried and said |
«That cyclone got away» |
She said, «I trailed him six long years |
Since he was just a colt» |
I’ve squeezed her hand and said |
«I'll help you snag that wild cyclone» |