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El desconocido pelirrojo

Eddy Arnold

Red Headed Stranger

The red headed stranger from Blue Rock Montana rode into town one day
And under his knees was a raging black stallion and lopin' behind was a bay
The red headed stranger had eyes like the thunder his lips that were sad and tight
His little lost love lay asleep on the hillside his heart was heavy as night

Don't cross him don't boss him he's wild in his sorrow he's ridin' and hidin' his pain
Don't fight him don't spite him just wait till tomorrow maybe he'll ride on again
[ guitar ]
A yellow haired woman leaned out of her window watched as he passed her way
She drew back in fear at the sight of the stallion but cast greedy eyes on the bay
But how could she know that this dancing bay pony meant more to him than life
For this was the horse his little lost darlin' was ridden when she was his wife

The yellow haired lady came down to the tavern looked up the stranger there
He bought her a drink and he gave her some money he just didn't seem to care
She followed him out as he saddled his stallion and laughed as she grabbed at the bay
But he shot her so quick they had no time to warn her she never heard anyone say

Don't cross him don't boss him...
[ guitar ]
They buried the yellow haired woman at sunset the stranger went free of course
Cause you can't hang a man for shootin' a woman who's a tryin' to steal your horse

Don't cross him don't boss him...

El desconocido pelirrojo

El desconocido pelirrojo de Blue Rock Montana cabalgó hacia la ciudad un día
Y bajo sus rodillas iba un brioso semental negro y trotando detrás iba un bayo
El desconocido pelirrojo tenía ojos como el trueno, sus labios estaban tristes y apretados
Su pequeño amor perdido yacía dormido en la ladera, su corazón estaba pesado como la noche

No lo cruces, no lo mandes, está salvaje en su dolor, cabalga y esconde su dolor
No lo pelees, no lo desprecies, solo espera hasta mañana, tal vez cabalgará de nuevo
[ guitarra ]
Una mujer de cabello amarillo se asomó por la ventana y lo observó pasar por su camino
Retrocedió atemorizada al ver al semental, pero lanzó miradas codiciosas al bayo
Pero ¿cómo podría saber ella que este bayo bailarín significaba más para él que la vida?
Porque este era el caballo en el que su pequeña amada perdida cabalgaba cuando era su esposa

La dama de cabello amarillo bajó al bar, buscó al desconocido allí
Él le compró una bebida y le dio algo de dinero, simplemente no parecía importarle
Ella lo siguió afuera mientras ensillaba su semental y se rió mientras intentaba agarrar al bayo
Pero él la disparó tan rápido que no tuvieron tiempo de advertirla, nunca escuchó a nadie decir

No lo cruces, no lo mandes...
[ guitarra ]
Enterraron a la mujer de cabello amarillo al atardecer, el desconocido quedó libre por supuesto
Porque no puedes colgar a un hombre por dispararle a una mujer que intenta robar tu caballo

No lo cruces, no lo mandes...

Escrita por: Carl Stutz / Edith Lindeman