Testo Tom Blasingame - Ian Tyson
Testo della canzone Tom Blasingame (Ian Tyson), tratta dall'album Old Corrals And Sagebrush
Tom's the name, Tom Blassingame
Eighty-five years in the saddle
Seen eighty-five years through a cow horse's ears
Whilst chasing the wild bovines
Yeah, you thought they're all gone
There's still one hangin' on
Tied hard and fast to the memory
And might near the only one
Could tell us how she got done
Whilst chasing the wild bovines
There's ten million cattle on ten thousand hills
And no man can ride for 'em all
Still Tom lopes along through the rocks and the rills
Followin' the old cattle call
The cross-S's, the five L's, the big double O's
To the matadors in Texas and Lord only knows
What a wonderful life in a wonderful game
Here on your Tom Blassingame
Now Tom he claims that a man's true joy
Is in the work that a man likes to do
And if I understand, Tom's a right joyous man
And Tom, here's lookin' at you
The cross-S's, the five L's, the big double O's
To the matadors in Texas and Lord only knows
What a wonderful life in a wonderful game
Here on your Tom Blassingame
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Writer(s): Ian Tyson
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