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Gunnison
04:49
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Saddled my last horse, headed for the pass
In the mountains there was early snow
Knew she couldn't last--it was coming fast
She needs a doctor: that's all I know
I remember meeting her: it was early spring
She had eyes of blue, hair like gold
Now she's lying there; she can't say a thing
Except, "Hurry, Ezra--
For God's sake, go..."
Got to make it, but it's getting cold
Keep on pushing--got to go
Got to make it, but it's getting cold
So I'll ride on into the snow
Wolves are howling--they're on my trail
There's only darkness round the bend
Horse is give out--breath begins to fail
I don't think I'll pass this way again
Got to make it, but it's getting cold
Keep on pushing--got to go
Got to make it, but it's getting cold
So I'll ride on into the snow
The lights of Gunnison below the pass
The lights of Gunnison are fading fast
The lights of Gunnison below the pass
The lights of Gunnison are fading fast
Got to make it, but it's getting cold
Keep on pushing--got to go
Got to make it, but it's getting cold
So I'll ride on into the snow
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2. |
Rivers Roll
04:21
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Time out of mind, fish on the line
I'll never find my way back there again
To Cherry Creek, no matter how I seek
Till the rivers flow together in the end
The tears we cried have long since dried
Now you look into the eyes of other men
Handful of rain is all that remains
Till the rivers flow together in the end
Till the rivers flow together in the end
It don't matter all the places that we been
Or all the days that have passed since then
Mother, father, all of my kin
Brother, sister, all my old friends
My starlit lover, I can see it begin
We'll all be there together once again
We'll all be there together in the end
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Exit Regina
04:13
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Regina, let there be light
As you fade into the night
Regina, say goodbye
Then you'll wake to a distant sky
After all you've seen and done
You deserve to rest for a while
Soul so old but spirit young
You turn and wave to me like a child
Regina, what's the name
That you'll write on the stars in flame
Regina, pass it on
The golden bough when you're gone
Take the coins from off your eyes
And hand them to the man who keeps score
Step lively now--don't be shy
We'll be there when you reach the other shore
Regina, what's the name
That you'll write on the stars in flame
Regina, pass it on
The golden bough when you're gone
Regina, fiat lux
Longa nox, vita redux
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