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Wild Wild West [1999 Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Deuces Wild/Call of the Wild (Frankie Laine) · Wild Wild Salsa (Puerto Rican Power Orchestra) · Wild Wild Love (Pitbull) · Wild Wild Young Men (Ruth Brown) · Los Vaqueros Wild Wild Mixes (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Wild Wild Young Women (Ruth Brown) · Wild Seed -- Wild Flower (Dionne Farris) · Wild West Show: Wild in London (The Tubes) · Wild Wild West [1999 Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


her balance, fell in front of that wild tide
"Lay still Lenore I'm coming" were the words that Utah cried
His faithful pony saw her and reached her in
her balance, fell in front of that wild tide
"Lay still Lenore I'm coming" were the words that Utah cried
His faithful pony saw her and reached her in
Arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie

So you ask me my kind friend
Why I am sad and still
And why my brow is darkened
Like the clouds upon the hill
never hung his hat up at Kitty's place

I should've been a cowboy
I should'be learned to rope and ride
Wearing my six-shooter riding by pony on a cattle
He never hung his hat up at Kitty's place

I should've been a Cowboy
I should'be learned to rope and ride
Wearing my six-shooter riding by pony
The old man used to dream of the fortune he'd seek
Now he lives in the room where you pay by the week
His hands're all bothered and his pony's gone
You can put your stamp on me
Cause there ain't nobody better
For a special delivery

[Chorus]
Like the pony express
And the wild wild West
I'll
The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seek
Now he lives in a room where you pay by the week
His hands are all battered and his pony's gone
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
pony before he turned five
He learned how to hide in the branches of the canyons
The young riders herded the wild horses by
Then quick as a bobcat he
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
To the pony that you love the best

There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
And this world is all jacked up like a Cadillac
Painted by
when he made this land

The Lord said yes, there's a plenty on hand
But I left it down by the Rio Grande
The fact is ol' boy, the stuff is so poor
I
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies, 
An' crisp apple strudels, 
Doorbells an' sleigh bells, 
An' schnitzel with noodles,
still wild and your feet still ache

I say, it's just another name for rock and roll, everybody, everybody sing
It's just another name for rock and roll,
the South Coast is a wild coast and lonely 
You might win in a game at Jolon 
But a lion still rules the Barranca 
And a man there is always alone 

I
Years ago I was always there by his side
He'd saddle my pony and off in the sunset we'd ride, hmm
Now he's getting old and I have gone off on my own
It
He never hung his hat up at Kitty's place

I should've been a Cowboy
I should'be learned to rope and ride
Wearing my six-shooter riding by pony
By Robin Williamson

Robin Williamson: Chanter, bironne, chinese flute, jew's harp, bazooki, gong and vocal.

In the third part of the year
When men
(Pony Boy)
I remember
Do you remember?
Homeboy showing love do you remember? (4X)

(Pony Boy)
Cause I remember growing up in shorties
Buck wild
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played
the South Coast is wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Cholon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone

I played