Deadwood

歌詞

The good times scratched a laugh from the lungs of a young man In a Deadwood saloon South Dakota afternoon And the old ones by the door with their heads to their chests They told lies about whiskey on a woman's breast Some tell the story of young Mickey Free Lost an eye to a buck deer in the Tongue river valley Some tell the story of California Joe He sent word that the Black Hills they was a mountain of gold And the gold she lay cold in their pockets And the sun she sets down on the trees And they'll thank the Lord for this land that they live in Where a white man well he does as he pleases Some flat shoed fool from the east come a running With some news that he read in some St Joseph paper And its drinks all around cause the news he's a telling Is the one they call crazy has been caught and been dealt with And the Easterner he reads the news from the paper And the old ones draw nearer so that they can hear better Well it says here that Crazy Horse was killed while he was trying to escape Says is was sometime last September and don't give the exact date And the gold she lay cold in their pockets And the sun she sets down on the trees And they'll thank the Lord for this land that they live in Where a white man well he does as he pleases Then the talk turned back to whisky and women Cold nights on the plains lord fighting the Indians The Easterner says he'll have one more before he goes He gives up the paper to the Crow boy sweeps up the floor And the gold she lay cold in their pockets And the sun she sets down on the trees And they'll thank the Lord for this land that they live in Where a white man well he does as he pleases