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1.Mrs.Beardsley Smith 2.Buffalo Galls 3.The Guns of Johnny Rondo 4. All for you titelmuziek 5. My Native land gedicht in Ghost of the Chaparral aflevering 6. Collorado trail gezongen door Reno in verschillende afleveringen 7. Don's cd 8. Rusty Rufus Johnson Brown in Sea of enemies. 9. Little Green Apples van Henry Darrow.

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Buffalo Galls

As I was walking down the street
Down the street, down the street
A pretty girl I chanced to meet
And we danced by the light of the moon

CHORUS:
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
Come out tonight come out tonight
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
And we'll dance by the light of the moon

I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And he knees was a-knockin' and her shoes was a'rockin'
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And we danced by the light of the moon

CHORUS

I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And her knees was a-knockin' and her shoes was a-rockin'
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And we danced by the light of the moon

 

"The Guns of Johnny Rondo"
Sung by Faron Young
Words and Music by Joe Lubin, Gerry Day, and Harry Sukman

 

Oh, Johnny Rondo and his son
Both headin’ west without a gun.
Our Johnny vowed he’d kill no more.
Hey, what you gonna do when they challenge you
Without your guns, Johnny Rondo?

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Sixteen holes in sixteen souls from the guns of Johnny Rondo.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Sixteen holes in sixteen souls from the guns of Johnny Rondo.

They rode the hills, the Brothers Tate,
Released from jail all filled with hate.
Our Johnny shot their brother, Joe.
Hey, what you gonna do when they challenge you, Johnny Rondo?

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Hey, what you gonna do when they find you without your guns, poor Johnny Rondo?

A man has time to dream and when he’s done his job
He get’s to thinkin’ of a past, of a lynching mob.
He thinks of a boy ‘bout when he was just half his age,
Of a circuit judge, a prison, and a cold, cold, cold, cold cage.

The Brothers swore to track him down
And so they rode from town to town,
Over mountains high, through valleys low.
Hey, what you gonna do when they face you
Without your guns, oh Johnny Rondo?

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Sixteen holes in sixteen souls from the guns of Johnny Rondo.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Sixteen holes in sixteen souls from the guns of Johnny Rondo.

A girl named Mary Ann came into Johnny’s life.
They fell in love. They were wed and were man and wife.
Though she knew the life he led, he didn’t know in town
A gunman’s bullet meant for him would shoot sweet Mary Ann down.

In Tubac town they found a guy.
They asked if Johnny had been by.
They threatened poor old Amos Brill.
So what you gonna do? Better tell them the truth
Or you’ll end up on top of Boot Hill.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo
Hey, what you gonna do when they face you without your guns, oh Johnny Rondo?

It all began the day big Vince McGrawly came
And put young Johnny Rondo’s mom to an awful shame.
Though a half-grown boy, one night poor Johnny rode to town
And for the first time killed a man when he shot McGrawly down.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
When you fool with lust, you bite the dust from the guns of Johnny Rondo.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Sixteen holes in sixteen souls from the guns of Johnny Rondo.

The brothers rode to Tucson fast.
They crossed the desert wide and vast.
Tho Johnny vowed to kill no more
Hey, what you gonna do when they challenge you
Without your guns, Johnny Rondo?

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Will you wear a gun or start to run when they all come? Poor Johnny Rondo.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
That was long ago. Are your hands too slow to beat draw, Johnny Rondo?

When Johnny faced the Brothers Tate
He wore his guns and tempted fate.
Our Johnny vowed he’d kill no more
And like he said no blood was shed
When he beat Jed to the draw

Yes, like he said no blood was shed from the cold steel lead of Johnny Rondo.

A man has time to dream and when he’s done his job
He get’s to thinkin of a past, of a lynching mob.
He thinks of a boy ‘bout when he was just half his age,
Of a circuit judge, a prison and a cold, cold, cold, cold cage.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Now it’s over and done. You don’t need a gun.
You’re headin’ west with your son, Johnny Rondo.

Sixteen tried and sixteen died at the hands of Johnny Rondo.
Now it’s over and done. You don’t need a gun.
You’re headin’ west with your son, Johnny Rondo.

Johnny Rondo! Johnny Rondo!

The Music

All For You
Theme from "The High Chaparral"
Music by David Rose
Lyrics by Joe Lubin & David Dortort

It's all for you this love that I bring
The song that I sing is a song from my heart
And it's all for you.

Without you there the dreams that I've planned
would be grains of sand. Take my dreams, make them true
'Cause they're all for you.

The great rugged mountains, these thousand mile plains
This vast blazing desert, Come share all I claim.

So take my love and as long as I live
Take all that I have to give, here's my world, take it too
Oh, it's all for you.

MY NATIVE LAND
Sir Walter Scott

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd
From wandering on a foreign strand!
If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
For him no Minstrel raptures swell;
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung.

Colorado trail

Ride all the lonely nights
Ride through the day
Keep the herd a movin on
Movin on its way

Weep all ye little rains
Wail winds wail
All (Am) along along along
The colorado trail

Eyes like the morning star
Cheeks like a rose
Laura was a pretty girl
God almighty knows

Weep all ye little rains
Wail winds wail
All along along along
The Colorado trail

Ride through the stormy night
Dark is the sky
I wish I'd stayed in Abilene
Nice and warm and dry

Weep all ye little rains
Wail winds wail
All along along along
The colorado trail

All along along along
The colorado trail

 

 Don's CD 

 Arizona Twilight Tales By Jane Eppinga

 

 

 

Six spooky Western tales read by Don Collier

 

1) Native American Spirits - Ghost of Two Guns
2) La Llorona
3) Borderland Ghosts - Midnight in Nogales
4) Native American Spirits - Evil Stone
5) Chupacabra
6) On the Road Again

 

 

 

 

Rufus Rustis Johnson Brown
 

Rufus Rustis Johnson Brown
Whatca gonna do when the rain comes down?
Whatca gonna do and Whatcha gonna say if ya can't pay the rent 'til the rain goes away?
O you know and I know and everybody knows that you can't pay the rent
if you ain't got the dough o Rufus Rustis Johnson brown whatcha gonna do when the rain comes down?
C-that's the way it begins
H-that's the next letter in
I- you're in the middle of the word
C- you've already heard
K-now you're nearing the end
E-now you're rounding the bend
C-H-I-C-K-E-N o that's the way you spell Chicken

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