Dark Lakota Skies

Lyrics

Keep the line my lads and look about For there's danger all around We'll either be back in Laramie Or corpses on the ground Keep the line my lads we've far to go Till we see Wyoming's plains If we should fall on the trail at all No grave will show our names Ride on my lads, ride on my lads There's whiskey and women waiting by Ride on my lads, ride on my lads Let's leave these dark Lakota skies Though we carry gold a wealth untold From the green Montana hills We risk our skins for the clothes we're in No hundred dollar bills And we love to curse our empty purse We love to curse and swear But if we should choose between boots or shoes We'd choose the open air Ride on my lads, ride on my lads There's whiskey and women waiting by Ride on my lads, ride on my lads Let's leave these dark Lakota skies If we hear the noise of Red Clouds boys We'll send them straight to hell They'll understand this is our land They'll understand that well So keep the line my lads and look about Keep the horses nose to tail We'll churn the mud or we'll spill our blood Along the Bozeman trail Ride on my lads, ride on my lads There's whiskey and women waiting by Ride on my lads, ride on my lads Let's leave these dark Lakota skies

Credits

Lyrics Credits: John Evans

Music Credits: John Evans

Producer Credits: John Evans

Performance Credits: John Evans

Description

Short Song Description: track 6 of concept album Eagle

Metadata

Song Length: 4:03

Primary Genre: Folk-General

Secondary Genre: Folk-Traditional