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Utah

18

Folk

Utah was released on April 18, 1968 by Tradition Records as a part of the album Song of the West

Song Details

AlbumSong of the West

Release DateApril 18, 1968

LabelTradition Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM106

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Alan Lomax

Performer

Ed McCurdy

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ed McCurdy

Songwriter

Lyrics

And now my friends you ask me what makes me sad and still

And why my brow is darkened like clouds upon a hill

Run in your pony closer and I'll tell you all the tale

Of Utah Corral my partner and his last ride on the trail

Mid the cactus and the mesquite of Mexico's fair land

Where the cattle roam in thousands many a herd and many a brand

There's a grave with neither headstone, neither date nor name

There lies my partner sleeping in the land from which I came

We rode the range together, we rode it side by side

I loved him as a brother, I wept when Utah died

We were rounding up one morning, our work was almost done

When away the cattle started on a mad and fearful run

The boss's little daughter was holding on that side

She started in to turn them, that's where my partner died

She used a saddle blanket, given her by a friend

It was this bright red blanket brought Utah to his end

As Varro rushed her pony at the cattle on the right

The blanket slipped beneath her and caught the stirrup tight

When the cowboys saw the blanket, they all held their breath

If now should the pony fail her, none could save her from her death

When Varro saw the cattle, she turned her pony's face

She leaned from out her saddle, tied the blanket in its place

But in leaning lost her blanket, fell in front of that wild tide

"Lie still, Varro, I'm coming," were the words my partner cried

About fifteen yards behind her, Utah came riding fast

Though he never saw that moment, the ride would be his last

His pony reached Varro with firm and steady bound

He swung from out the saddle to catch her from the ground

But the cinches of his saddle had not been felt before

And his back cinch snapped asunder and he fell beside Varro

He now picked up the blanket and swung it o'er his head

And started 'cross the prairie, "Lie still, Varro," he said

His six-gun flashed like lightning, the report rang loud and clear

As the cattle rushed to kill him, he dropped the leading steer

And when we broke the circle where Utah's body lay

With many a wound and bruise, his young life had ebbed away

And in some future morning, I heard the preacher say

"I hope we'll all meet Utah at the roundup far away"

Then we wrapped him in a blanket, set him by his little friend

And was that very blanket that brought Utah to his end

Written by: Ed McCurdy

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