by Lillian Bos Ross, Sam Eskin, Richard Dehr & Frank Miller
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(Arlo's version is from the singing of Ramblin' Jack Elliott)
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My name is Juanano de Castro
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My father was a Spanish Grandee
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But I won my wife in a card game
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To hell with those lords o'er the sea
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CHORUS:
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Well the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
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You might win in a game at Jolon
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But a lion still rules the Barranca
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And a man there is always alone
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I played in a card game at Jolon
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I played there with an outlaw named Juan
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And after I'd taken his money
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I staked all against his daughter Dawn
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I picked up the ace...l had won her
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My heart it was down at my feet
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Jumped up to my throat in a hurry
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Like a young summer's day she was sweet
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He opened the door to the kitchen
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And he called the girl out with a curse
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Saying "Take her, Goddamn her, you've won her
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She's yours now for better or worse"
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Her arms had to tighten around me
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As we rode down the hills to the south
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Not a word did I hear from her that day
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Nor a kiss from her pretty young mouth
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But that was a gay happy winter
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We carved on a cradle of pine
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By the fire in that neat little cabin
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And I sang with that gay wife of mine
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CHORUS
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That night I got hurt in a landslide
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Crushed hip and twice broken bone
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She saddled her pony like lightning
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And rode off for the doctor in Jolon
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The lion screamed in the Barranca
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Buck, he bolted and he fell on his side
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My young wife lay dead in the moonlight
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My heart died that night with my bride
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CHORUS
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South Coast
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| Arlo Guthrie |
