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Red-Headed Stranger
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Red-Headed Stranger adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Jerden Records tarafından 1 Ocak 1996 tarihinde yayınlandıBallad Of The Appaloosa (From The Film "Run Appaloosa Run")
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Çıkış Tarihi1 Ocak 1996
FirmaJerden Records
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Valence
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BPM183

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A red-headed stranger from Blue Rock, Montana
Rode into town one day
And under his knees was a raging black stallion
And loping behind was the bay
The red-headed stranger had eyes like the thunder
Lips that were sad and tight
His little lost love was asleep on the hillside
His heart, it was heavy as night
Don't cross him, don't boss him, he's wild in his sorrow
He's riding and hiding his pain
Don't fight him, don't spite him, just wait till tomorrow
And maybe he'll ride on again
A yellow-haired woman leaned out of her window
Watched as he passed her by
She drew back in fear at the sight of the stallion
And cast greedy eyes on the bay
But how could she know that the dancing bay pony
Meant more to him than life?
For this was the horse that his little lost darling
Had ridden when she was his wife
Don't cross him, don't boss him, he's wild in his sorrow
He's riding and hiding his pain
Don't fight him, don't spite him, wait till tomorrow
And maybe he'll ride on again
The yellow-haired woman went down to the tavern
Looked up the stranger there
He bought her a drink and he gave her some money
He just didn't seem to care
She followed him out as he got on the stallion
Laughed as she grabbed at the bay
He shot her so quick, they had no time to warn her
She never heard anyone say
Don't cross him, don't boss him, he's wild in his sorrow
He's riding and hiding his pain
Don't fight him, don't spite him, wait till tomorrow
And maybe he'll ride on again
The yellow-haired woman was buried at sunrise
The stranger went free, of course
'Cause you can't hang a man for killing a woman
Who's trying to steal his horse
Don't cross him, don't boss him, he's wild in his sorrow
He's riding and hiding his pain
Don't fight him, don't spite him, wait till tomorrow
And maybe he'll ride on again
Written by: Carl Stutz, Edith L Calisch
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