paroles de chanson The Last Loving Words - Colter Wall

It's a long way round the Llano Estacado
We turned 'em north towards Colorado
Crossed the wide Pecos
The sun, it did bake us
But we're bound to make us a buck

Two thousand long-horn cattle
Some 18 good men in the saddle
We knew of the dangers
Me and that old ranger
Paired up in this strange enterprise

"Goodbye, goodnight
So long, my friend
I fear that New Mexico is where my trial ends
Think of me with kindness"
These were the last loving words

The trails have been all but paved over
So too has the time of the drover
But cowmen remember that night in September
Fort Sumner, these words could be heard

"Goodbye, goodnight
So long, my friend
I fear that New Mexico is where my trial ends
Think of me with kindness"
These were the last loving words