《Old Tom Horn》是Chris Ledoux演唱的歌曲，收錄於《He Rides The Wild Horses》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Old Tom Horn
- 所屬專輯：He Rides The Wild Horses
- 歌曲原唱：Chris Ledoux
- 發行日期：2006年12月5日
歌曲歌詞
Now back in old Wyoming
Many long years ago
When there was no law and
Order ‘round to regulate the show
Those old Wyoming ranchers
Had a problem on their hands
Trying to keep the cow thieves
And the rustlers off their land
Now old Tom Horn
Came a riding up one day
Gonna lend a hand to
The cattlemen in his own peculiar way
Well he took his 44-40 out
And cleaned it up right well
Then he rode off down
Dry Gulch with a sack of rifle shells
Old Tom Horn with a rifle by his side
Through the hills of Wyoming
He would ride
There ain‘t no tellin‘
How many cattle thieves he killed
But it was God help the rustler
When Tom Horn was in the hill
If you rode the Laramie Valley
By either day or night
You can be right sure
He‘s watchin‘ you through his rifle sights
He laid out in the bushes
And the rustler come around
Then he‘ll spill the boy
With a single shot and chamber one more round
Now the rustlers tried to stop him
But they found there was no way
He could pick them off from
A mountain side a half mile away
Well they ran him down the border
But they never touched his hide
He just slipped across to his
Hide out on the Colorado side
Old Tom Horn with a rifle by his side
Through the hills of Wyoming
He would ride
There ain‘t no tellin‘ how many
Cattle thieves he killed
But it was God help the rustler
When Tom Horn was in the hill
Then one day young Willie Nickle
Was out a ridin‘ around
A 44-40 shot rang out and
Laid the poor boy down
Well it was only fourteen years
Since that little kid was born
And they said it looked like the
Doing‘s of that lonesome Tom Horn
So the cattlemen went and strung him up
With a length of fresh snipped rope
But his ghost still hangs out in the hills
And spooks the Antelope
Now all the rustlers hatred and
All the cattlemen‘s fears
Have kept all Tom Horn alive
Through all the changing years
Old Tom Horn with a rifle by his side
Through the hills of Wyoming he would ride
There ain‘t no tellin‘ how many
Cattle thieves he killed
But it was God help the rustler
When Tom Horn was in the hill
