Текст (слова) песни: Hank Snow - Patanio (The Pride of the Plains)

Written by - Harry C. McAuliffe - Bobby Gregory
Recorded by Hawkshaw Hawkins

You look at this picture with a wondering eye
And then at the arrow that hangs by it`s side
They tell a story for you know there is one
With the name of Patanio the story begun

I`ll tell you a story that will thrill you, I know
Of a horse that I owned down in New Mexico
Swift as an antelope and black as a crow
A star on his forehead as white as the snow

His hair like a lady was glossy and fine
He was restless and proud but so gentle and kind
His arched neck was hidden by a thick, flowing mane
And they called him Patanio, the pride of the plains

The country was new and the settlers were scarce
And the Indians on the warpath were savage and fierce
Scouts were sent out every day from the post
But they never came back so we knew they were lost

One day said the captain, someone he must go
For help to the border at New Mexico
A dozen brave fellows right away answered yeah
But the captain he spied me a-standing right near

Patanio beside me, his nose in my hand
Said the captain, your horse is the best in the land
You`re good for the ride and the lightest man here
On the back of that mustang you`ve nothing to fear

So proud of my horse that I answered, you know
Patanio and I both so willing to go
For speed and endurance I`ll trust to the blind
Patanio will carry my life on his back

Then they all took my hand and I mounted my horse
Rode down the dark pathway and I turned his head horth
Pat struck a trot and he kept it all night
Till just as the east was beginning to light

He answered the touch with a toss of his head
His black body lengthened and forward he sped
We were beating the redskins and the story was plain
When the arrows fell round us like showers of rain

We were leaving the redskins and the story was plain
When sudden in my leg that I felt a great pain
The blood it gushed forth from Patanio`s side
But he never once shortened his powerful stride

Patanio, poor fellow, I knew he was hurt
But still he dashed forward and into the fort
For many a fine horse I have passed on the range
But none like Patanio the pride of the plain

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Hank Snow - Patanio (The Pride of the Plains) Written by - Harry C. McAuliffe - Bobby Gregory Recorded by Hawkshaw Hawkins You look at this picture with a wondering eye And then at the arrow that hangs by it`s side They tell a story for you know there is one With the name of Patanio the story begun I`ll tell you a story that will thrill you, I know Of a horse that I owned down in New Mexico Swift as an antelope and black as a crow A star on his forehead as white as the snow His hair like a lady was glossy and fine He was restless and proud but so gentle and kind His arched neck was hidden by a thick, flowing mane And they called him Patanio, the pride of the plains The country was new and the settlers were scarce And the Indians on the warpath were savage and fierce Scouts were sent out every day from the post But they never came back so we knew they were lost One day said the captain, someone he must go For help to the border at New Mexico A dozen brave fellows right away answered yeah But the captain he spied me a-standing right near Patanio beside me, his nose in my hand Said the captain, your horse is the best in the land You`re good for the ride and the lightest man here On the back of that mustang you`ve nothing to fear So proud of my horse that I answered, you know Patanio and I both so willing to go For speed and endurance I`ll trust to the blind Patanio will carry my life on his back Then they all took my hand and I mounted my horse Rode down the dark pathway and I turned his head horth Pat struck a trot and he kept it all night Till just as the east was beginning to light He answered the touch with a toss of his head His black body lengthened and forward he sped We were beating the redskins and the story was plain When the arrows fell round us like showers of rain We were leaving the redskins and the story was plain When sudden in my leg that I felt a great pain The blood it gushed forth from Patanio`s side But he never once shortened his powerful stride Patanio, poor fellow, I knew he was hurt But still he dashed forward and into the fort For many a fine horse I have passed on the range But none like Patanio the pride of the plain Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Patanio (The Pride of the Plains): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/107/1/3466.html Все тексты песен: Hank Snow » Hank Snow - It`s Over Over Nothin` » Hank Snow - Canadian Pacific » Hank Snow - Old Doc Brown » Hank Snow - These Things Shall Pass » Hank Snow - Rockin` Rollin` Ocean » Hank Snow - Bummin` Around » Hank Snow - I Just Want You To Know » Hank Snow - Journey My Baby Back Home » Hank Snow - Gambling Polka Dot Blues » Hank Snow - Stolen Moments » Hank Snow - Gold Rush Is Over » Hank Snow - Hula Love » Hank Snow - My Arms Are a House » Hank Snow - Crack In The Boxcar Door » Hank Snow - Hobo`s Meditation » Hank Snow - I`ve Forgotten You » Hank Snow - Farther Along » Hank Snow - Everybody Does It In Hawaii » Hank Snow - I Saw A Man » Hank Snow - Senorita Rosalita Рекомендуем скачать: » Ефим Ташлицкий - Я не умею рисовать... » Елена Квасницкая - Огарочки » Евгений Коблик - Весенние сны » Евгений Банников - Снега » Евгений Романов - Прощай, молодость » Е.Кауфман - Виртуальность » Евгений Романов - Символ веры » Екатерина Яровая - То живу я в доме этом... » Евгений Коблик - Лютнист » Екатерина Яровая - Семье Голембо » Евгений Романов - Вниз по медленной реке без названья... » Евгений Романов - Бумажный кораблик » Евгений Романов - Странник » Елена Казанцева - У меня к тебе » Елена Гурфинкель - Считалочка » Елена Казанцева - Я к тебе хожу... » Елена Фролова - Я подумал о выделке слез, о чеканке их строгой... » Евгений Клячкин - Романс скрипача » Егор летов - Иуда будет в раю » Евгений Клячкин, Александр Городницкий - Великие когда-то города...
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