 |
| Browse: 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 |
 Songs
 Albums
|
Marty Robbins Miscellaneous Prairie Fire While drivin' a herd of cattle out in old Nebraska plains Headin' east at Broken Bow on a hot September day Tryin' to get to Omaha we hoped to fight a fire We never counted in the odds of a western prairie fire. The hot south wind was blowin' and the air was gettin' dry Somethin' far away was spellin' trouble in the sky Comin' close there was a sound that topped the Devil's quiet: Then we knew we had to race a ragin' prairie fire! When all at once a flame is seen a-lickin' at the sky, And every heart is quickened and there's fear in every eye We've just one chance to get away, for there's no place to hide Gotta reach the river Platte, but its deep and one mile wide! The herd is gettin tired but we've got no time to rest I try to clear the red dust that is gathered in my chest From ridin' tail on a thousand head with the weather gettin' dry The black cloud in the west is warnin' ride, Ride, RIDE! The roaring heat is closer, ash is fallin' by our side And every beast and bird is fleein' with its warning cry We've got to reach the river but its still ten miles or more, And close behind us we can hear that wild inferno roar! But fate had other plans for we lost that fatal race We lost for neither man nor beast could long keep up the pace The mighty Platte subdued its rage but none was there to rest We did our best to get away, but only I am left... Now on the blackened prairie, far as the eye can see, The grim remains are there to show that God rules you and me: Just one he left to tell the tale -- just one was his desire We lost a herd and thirty men to a raging prairie fire |
Videos
|
Add
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com
© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.