BELLE STARR by Woody Guthrie tune by Pete Seeger and Jack Elliot
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam? Is it Heaven's wide streets that you're tying the reins Or single footing somewheres below
Eight lovers they say combed your waving black hair Eight men knew the feel of your dark velvet waist Eight men heard the sounds of your tan leather skirt Eight men heard the bark of the guns that you wore
Cole Younger was your first and the father of your girl And the name that you picked for your daughter was Pearl Cole robbed a bank and he drawed the life line But I heard he was pardoned after twenty years time
Your Cherokee love, Blue Duck was his name He loved you in the sand hill before your great fame I heard he stopped a bullet in 1885 And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedded bed And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed A pal killed Jim Reed by the dark of the moon And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon
Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him well He rode with the James boys out down the long trail They caught him in Minnesota along with the gang He died down in jail in the cell or the chain
You loved Mr. William Clarke Quantrill And his Civil War guerrillas in the Missouri hills He hit Lawrence Kansas and fought them still And when he rode out, two hundred lay killed
They say could have, they whispered you might Have loved Frank James on a couple of nights He fought the Midland Railroad almost to death Then in 1915 Frank drawed his last breath
They say it could be, they say maybe so That you loved Jesse James, that desperado Jesse got married, had a wife and a son Was shot down at home by the Ford brothers' guns
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, your time's getting late But how is Jim Younger, did you hear his fate? He was jailed and then pardoned for all he had done And he blowed his own brains out in nineteen and one
Eight lovers they say combed your waving black hair Eight men knew the feel of your dark velvet waist Eight men heard the sounds of your tan leather skirt Eight men heard the bark of the guns that you wore Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam? Is it Heaven's wide streets that you're tying the reins Or single footing somewheres below
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Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam? Is it Heaven's wide streets that you're tying the reins Or single footing somewheres below
Eight lovers they say combed your waving black hair Eight men knew the feel of your dark velvet waist Eight men heard the sounds of your tan leather skirt Eight men heard the bark of the guns that you wore
Cole Younger was your first and the father of your girl And the name that you picked for your daughter was Pearl Cole robbed a bank and he drawed the life line But I heard he was pardoned after twenty years time
Your Cherokee love, Blue Duck was his name He loved you in the sand hill before your great fame I heard he stopped a bullet in 1885 And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedded bed And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed A pal killed Jim Reed by the dark of the moon And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon
Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him well He rode with the James boys out down the long trail They caught him in Minnesota along with the gang He died down in jail in the cell or the chain
You loved Mr. William Clarke Quantrill And his Civil War guerrillas in the Missouri hills He hit Lawrence Kansas and fought them still And when he rode out, two hundred lay killed
They say could have, they whispered you might Have loved Frank James on a couple of nights He fought the Midland Railroad almost to death Then in 1915 Frank drawed his last breath
They say it could be, they say maybe so That you loved Jesse James, that desperado Jesse got married, had a wife and a son Was shot down at home by the Ford brothers' guns
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, your time's getting late But how is Jim Younger, did you hear his fate? He was jailed and then pardoned for all he had done And he blowed his own brains out in nineteen and one
Eight lovers they say combed your waving black hair Eight men knew the feel of your dark velvet waist Eight men heard the sounds of your tan leather skirt Eight men heard the bark of the guns that you wore Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam? Is it Heaven's wide streets that you're tying the reins Or single footing somewheres below
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