The Devil's Rope - Mike Murray: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

The Devil's Rope

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Americana

The Devil's Rope è stato pubblicato il 20 ottobre 2021 da Extreme Music come parte dell'album The Devil's Rope

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumThe Devil's Rope

Data di uscita20 ottobre 2021

EtichettaExtreme Music

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM86

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Mike Murray

Performer

Michael William Murray

Michael William Murray

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Michael William Murray

Michael William Murray

Songwriter

Testi

Haystack Butte helplessly looked on

In the colorless light of the grey pre-dawn

They brought it out by rail before the west was gone

Unspooled it across the plains, a million miles long

Keep your cattle in, they said, and you can keep your neighbors out

Manifest your destiny, destroy migration routes

Like a dead man in the gallows, and the noose around his throat

To native tribes and peoples, it was called the devil’s rope

Go on, just wrap up the whole damn thing

Plow it, and graze it, like it’s your destiny

And when that pasture is nothing but dust and ash

Over the next ridge, there’s always more land to be had

And with enough time you’ll singing this trusty trope

You can win any fight with the devil’s rope

Bison were imprisoned, no coming or leaving

Turned indigenous nomads into people of treason

Like a Cottonwood leaf in the fall, at the end of its season

The wilderness withered away to white man’s reasons

Go on, just wrap up the whole damn thing

Plow it, and graze it, like it’s your destiny

And when that pasture is nothing but dust and ash

Over the next ridge, there’s always more land to be had

And with enough time you’ll singing this trusty trope

You can win any fight with the devil’s rope

But how can anybody own the dirt

If the earth is our mother and she gave us birth

And why are we shortsighted and always fail to see

How our deeds will be judged by history

But a man’s gotta eat and his empire gotta grow

So c’mon give me a hand, with this here devil’s rope

Go on, just wrap up the whole damn thing

Plow it, and graze it, like it’s your destiny

And when that pasture is nothing but dust and ash

Over the next ridge, there’s always more land to be had

And with enough time you’ll singing this trusty trope

You can win any fight with the devil’s rope

Written by: Michael William Murray

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