 Now a Ramblin' Jack Elliot said:
I got these lines in my face
Tryin' to straighten out the wrinkles in my life
When I think of all the fools I've been
It's a wonder that I've sailed this many miles
To which Larry Mahan replied,
He said, "The sweet bird of youth
Was sittin' on my shoulder yesterday
But she's always changin' partners
And I always knew she'd up and fly away"
Stayin' up all night
In the Driskill Hotel
Ramblin' Jack and Mahan
Was cowboy'd all to hell
The room smelled like bulls
The words sound like songs
Now there's a pair to draw to boys
I would not steer you wrong
So ol' Ramblin' Jack said:
He said, "I recall a time
I set my soul on fire just for show
All it ever taught me was
The more I learn the less I seem to know"
Ol' Mahan crawled out from behind a couch and said:
"Jack, as far as I can see
Mistakes are only horses in disguise
Ain't no need to ride 'em over
'cause we could not ride them different if we tried
Stayin' up all night
In the Driskill Hotel
Ramblin' Jack and Mahan
Was cowboy'd all to hell
The room smelled like bulls
The words sound like songs
Now there's a pair to draw to boys
I would not steer you wrong. Salutiamo il leggendario cowboy Larry Mahan, supercampione del rodeo, omaggiato (assiema a Ramblin' Jack Elliott) nel pezzo di Guy Clark che avete appena ascoltato e soggetto del documentario del 1973 The greatest american cowboy. Al cospetto di questo trapasso, non possiamo che scappellarci.
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