And what country can preserve its liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. The remedy is to set them right as to facts, pardon and pacify them. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
Here's the URL where you can view my homemade amateur video recording of ME (!), singing Ian Tyson's composition, "THE GIFT", as I accompany myself by strumming simple chords on my Yamaha G-130A classical guitar.
https://youtu.be/ehtsWn1c8sg
And here are the lyrics, so YOU can join in and sing along, too! ______________________________________________
"THE GIFT"
By: IAN TYSON
VERSE # 01: In old Saint Louis, Over in Missouri, Where the mighty Mississippi River flows, A son was born to Mary Russell, And it starts the legend Every cowboy knows. Young Kid Russell Was born to wander. Ever Westward, He was bound to roam. Just a kid of sixteen In Eighteen Eighty, Out in wild Montana, He found his home.
CHORUS: God made Montana For the wild men, For the pagan Sioux and Crow. But, He saved His greatest Gift for Charlie. Son, put it all down Before she goes. Gotta get it all down, 'Cause she's bound to go.
VERSE # 02: God hung the stars Over Judith Basin. God put the magic In young Charlie's hand. And all was seen and All remembered, Every shining mountain, Every longhorn brand. He could paint the lightning On horsehide shining, Great passing herds Of the buffalo, Or a cow camp cold On a rainy morning, Or the twisted wrist Of a Houlihan throw.
VERSE # 03: When the Lord called Charlie To his home up yonder, He said, "Kid Russell, Got a job for you. You're in charge of sunsets Out in old Montana, 'Cause I cain't paint them Quite as good as you do! Montana history And cowboy legend Will live forever Because of you, And when you're finished, We'll go have a few. But, Nancy Russell Will make sure it's just two!"
Here's the URL where you can view my homemade amateur video recording of ME (!), singing Ian Tyson's composition, "THE GIFT", as I accompany myself by strumming simple chords on my Yamaha G-130A classical guitar.
ReplyDeletehttps://youtu.be/ehtsWn1c8sg
And here are the lyrics, so YOU can join in and sing along, too!
______________________________________________
"THE GIFT"
By: IAN TYSON
VERSE # 01:
In old Saint Louis,
Over in Missouri,
Where the mighty
Mississippi River flows,
A son was born to
Mary Russell,
And it starts the legend
Every cowboy knows.
Young Kid Russell
Was born to wander.
Ever Westward,
He was bound to roam.
Just a kid of sixteen
In Eighteen Eighty,
Out in wild Montana,
He found his home.
CHORUS:
God made Montana
For the wild men,
For the pagan
Sioux and Crow.
But, He saved His greatest
Gift for Charlie.
Son, put it all down
Before she goes.
Gotta get it all down,
'Cause she's bound to go.
VERSE # 02:
God hung the stars
Over Judith Basin.
God put the magic
In young Charlie's hand.
And all was seen and
All remembered,
Every shining mountain,
Every longhorn brand.
He could paint the lightning
On horsehide shining,
Great passing herds
Of the buffalo,
Or a cow camp cold
On a rainy morning,
Or the twisted wrist
Of a Houlihan throw.
VERSE # 03:
When the Lord called Charlie
To his home up yonder,
He said, "Kid Russell,
Got a job for you.
You're in charge of sunsets
Out in old Montana,
'Cause I cain't paint them
Quite as good as you do!
Montana history
And cowboy legend
Will live forever
Because of you,
And when you're finished,
We'll go have a few.
But, Nancy Russell
Will make sure it's just two!"