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Testo Slip Jigs and Reels - Fairport Convention

Testo della canzone Slip Jigs and Reels (Fairport Convention), tratta dall'album Jewel In the Crown

He was barely a man in his grandfather's coat
Sewn into the lining a ten-shilling note
Goodbye to the family, farewell to the shore
Till I taste good fortune you'll see me no more
Now the boat on the ocean tossed like a cork
Then one fine morning they sighted New York
He stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air
Hello land of plenty, I've come for my share
And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels
There's talk of a pistol and some say a knife
But all are agreed there was somebody's wife
A dreadful commotion, a terrible fight
He left her for dead and ran into the night
On a train to St. Louis just one jump ahead
He slept one eye open, a six-gun in bed
He dreamt of the mountains and green fields of home
Or crossing the plain where the buffalo roam
And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels
A bad reputation's a hard thing to bear
Mothers pour scorn and children they stare
So he found consolation in flash company
Your life ain't so bad with a girl on each knee
Oh, they called him the Kid, and by twenty-one
All that he knew was the power of the gun
And by twenty-three he'd shot five men down
That got in his way as he rambled around
And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels
There's bones on the desert and buzzards that fly
In the highest of circles, just wishing he'd die
But in matters of cruelty, it must be said
A landlord will pick your bones before you're dead
It was wild with scaleros I heard someone say
In the deadliest ambush near old Santa Fe
And a young buck was taken dressed in a coat
And inside the lining a ten-shilling note
And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels
And rolling the dice and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels



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Writer(s): Stephen Thomas Tilson
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