The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball 歌词

歌曲	The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball
歌手	The Killers
专辑	(RED) Christmas
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	Way out in
	Old Nevada, where the
	Truckee's waters flow,
	Where the cattle are "a-browzin'," an' the
	Spanish ponies grow;
	Where the
	Northers "come a-whistlin'" from beyond the
	Neutral Strip;
	And the prairie dogs are sneezin', as if they had "The Grip";
	Where the cayotes come a-howlin' 'round the ranches after dark,
	And the bluebirds are a-singin' to the lovely "meadow lark";
	Where the bighorns are a-grazin' and the lonely plovers call—
	It was there that
	I attended "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."(whoo!)
	The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles;
	The ladies—"kinda scatterin'"—had gathered in for miles..
	The room was togged out gorgeous-with mistletoe and shawls,
	And candles flickered frescoes, around the airy walls.
	The women folk looked lovely-the boys looked kinda treed,
	Till the leader got to yellin': "Hey! fellers, let's stampede,"
	And the music started sighin', an' awailin' through the hall
	As a kind of introduction to "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
	Their leader was a feller that came from
	Swenson's ranch,
	They called him "Windy Billy," from "little Deadman's Branch."
	His rig was "kinda careless," big spurs and high-heeled boots;
	He had the reputation that come when "a fellers shoots."
	His voice was like a bugle upon a mountainous height;
	His feet were animated an' a mighty, movin' sight,
	When he commenced to hollerin', "Now, fellers stake your pen!"
	Lock horns with all them heifers, an' russle 'em like men."Saloot yer lovely critters; now swing an' let 'em go,"
	Climb the grape vine 'round 'em—all hands do-ce-do!"You Mavericks, join the round-up- Just skip her waterfall,"
	Huh! It was gettin' happy,
	The Cowboys'
	Christmas
	BallDon't tell me 'bout cotillions, or germans.
	No sire'ee!
	That whirl at
	Carson City just takes the cake with me.
	I'm sick of lazy shufflin's, of them
	I've had my fill,
	Just Give me a frontier break-down, backed up by
	Wild Ol' Bill.
	McAllister ain't nowhere, when
	Windy leads the show,
	I've seen 'em both in harness, and so
	I sorta know—
	Oh, Bill,
	I sha'n't forget ya, and
	I'll oftentimes recall,
	That lively gaited sworray—"The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
	Oh, Bill,
	I sha'n't forget ya, and
	I'll oftentimes recall,
	That lively gaited sworray—"The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."

	Way out in
	Old Nevada, where the
	Truckee' s waters flow,
	Where the cattle are " abrowzin'," an' the
	Spanish ponies grow
	Where the
	Northers " come awhistlin'" from beyond the
	Neutral Strip
	And the prairie dogs are sneezin', as if they had " The Grip"
	Where the cayotes come ahowlin' ' round the ranches after dark,
	And the bluebirds are asingin' to the lovely " meadow lark"
	Where the bighorns are agrazin' and the lonely plovers call
	It was there that
	I attended " The Cowboys' Christmas Ball." whoo!
	The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles
	The ladies" kinda scatterin'" had gathered in for miles..
	The room was togged out gorgeouswith mistletoe and shawls,
	And candles flickered frescoes, around the airy walls.
	The women folk looked lovelythe boys looked kinda treed,
	Till the leader got to yellin': " Hey! fellers, let' s stampede,"
	And the music started sighin', an' awailin' through the hall
	As a kind of introduction to " The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
	Their leader was a feller that came from
	Swenson' s ranch,
	They called him " Windy Billy," from " little Deadman' s Branch."
	His rig was " kinda careless," big spurs and highheeled boots
	He had the reputation that come when " a fellers shoots."
	His voice was like a bugle upon a mountainous height
	His feet were animated an' a mighty, movin' sight,
	When he commenced to hollerin', " Now, fellers stake your pen!"
	Lock horns with all them heifers, an' russle ' em like men." Saloot yer lovely critters now swing an' let ' em go,"
	Climb the grape vine ' round ' em all hands docedo!" You Mavericks, join the roundup Just skip her waterfall,"
	Huh! It was gettin' happy,
	The Cowboys'
	Christmas
	BallDon' t tell me ' bout cotillions, or germans.
	No sire' ee!
	That whirl at
	Carson City just takes the cake with me.
	I' m sick of lazy shufflin' s, of them
	I' ve had my fill,
	Just Give me a frontier breakdown, backed up by
	Wild Ol' Bill.
	McAllister ain' t nowhere, when
	Windy leads the show,
	I' ve seen ' em both in harness, and so
	I sorta know
	Oh, Bill,
	I sha' n' t forget ya, and
	I' ll oftentimes recall,
	That lively gaited sworray" The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
	Oh, Bill,
	I sha' n' t forget ya, and
	I' ll oftentimes recall,
	That lively gaited sworray" The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."

	Way out in
	Old Nevada, where the
	Truckee' s waters flow,
	Where the cattle are " abrowzin'," an' the
	Spanish ponies grow
	Where the
	Northers " come awhistlin'" from beyond the
	Neutral Strip
	And the prairie dogs are sneezin', as if they had " The Grip"
	Where the cayotes come ahowlin' ' round the ranches after dark,
	And the bluebirds are asingin' to the lovely " meadow lark"
	Where the bighorns are agrazin' and the lonely plovers call
	It was there that
	I attended " The Cowboys' Christmas Ball." whoo!
	The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles
	The ladies" kinda scatterin'" had gathered in for miles..
	The room was togged out gorgeouswith mistletoe and shawls,
	And candles flickered frescoes, around the airy walls.
	The women folk looked lovelythe boys looked kinda treed,
	Till the leader got to yellin': " Hey! fellers, let' s stampede,"
	And the music started sighin', an' awailin' through the hall
	As a kind of introduction to " The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
	Their leader was a feller that came from
	Swenson' s ranch,
	They called him " Windy Billy," from " little Deadman' s Branch."
	His rig was " kinda careless," big spurs and highheeled boots
	He had the reputation that come when " a fellers shoots."
	His voice was like a bugle upon a mountainous height
	His feet were animated an' a mighty, movin' sight,
	When he commenced to hollerin', " Now, fellers stake your pen!"
	Lock horns with all them heifers, an' russle ' em like men." Saloot yer lovely critters now swing an' let ' em go,"
	Climb the grape vine ' round ' em all hands docedo!" You Mavericks, join the roundup Just skip her waterfall,"
	Huh! It was gettin' happy,
	The Cowboys'
	Christmas
	BallDon' t tell me ' bout cotillions, or germans.
	No sire' ee!
	That whirl at
	Carson City just takes the cake with me.
	I' m sick of lazy shufflin' s, of them
	I' ve had my fill,
	Just Give me a frontier breakdown, backed up by
	Wild Ol' Bill.
	McAllister ain' t nowhere, when
	Windy leads the show,
	I' ve seen ' em both in harness, and so
	I sorta know
	Oh, Bill,
	I sha' n' t forget ya, and
	I' ll oftentimes recall,
	That lively gaited sworray" The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
	Oh, Bill,
	I sha' n' t forget ya, and
	I' ll oftentimes recall,
	That lively gaited sworray" The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."

[00:15.259]	从老内华达出来，特拉基河从这流
[00:19.751]	那的牛在吃草，西班牙矮种马在生长
[00:24.062]	那儿北方人越过中部吹着口哨来了
[00:28.392]	土拨鼠也在打着喷嚏就仿佛它们抓住了地球
[00:32.834]	那儿天黑以后，土狼们嚎叫着绕着牧场奔走
[00:37.239]	而那的蓝鸟也在为可爱的草地云雀演奏
[00:41.684]	大角羚在那里吃草，孤独的鸻在那里歌唱
[00:45.890]	我就是在那儿参加“牛仔圣诞舞会”的
[00:50.163]	(whoo!)
[00:59.362]	男孩们离开牧场，成群结队地来到城里
[01:03.719]	女士们在几英里之外，倒是有些分散
[01:08.045]	房间装饰华丽，槲寄生低垂，女孩裹着披肩
[01:12.562]	走廊上烛火摇曳，映照得壁画也发亮
[01:16.943]	女士们惹人怜爱，男人们则像个木头
[01:21.280]	直到主人开始大喊:“嘿，伙计们，让我们跑起来吧!”
[01:25.768]	大厅中音乐开始演奏乐声悠悠
[01:30.144]	这就是我们的“牛仔的圣诞舞会”
[01:43.314]	他们的首领是个来自斯文森牧场的男人
[01:47.919]	他们叫他来自“死人的分支”的“风之比利”，
[01:52.119]	他的装备“有点漫不经心”，穿着大马刺和高跟靴
[01:56.615]	他声名鹊起，始于“一个人开了枪”的故事
[02:00.906]	他的声音就像山巅上的号角
[02:05.444]	他的步伐轻快有力移动如影
[02:09.741]	当他开始大喊:“现在，伙伴们把你的笔插上!”
[02:14.032]	“把小母牛的角都锁住使它们变得像人一样”
[02:18.575]	“向那些可爱的动物们致敬~现在让我们摇摆起来让他们走”
[02:23.039]	“爬上他们周围的葡萄藤——所有人都行动起来!”
[02:27.359]	“你们这些特立独行的人，加入我们吧——跳过瀑布吧”
[02:31.720]	哈!越来越开心了，我们的牛仔圣诞舞会
[02:44.983]	别跟我说沙龙舞，或者德国舞，不，先生!
[02:49.204]	在卡森城的那次旅行让我大吃一惊
[02:53.823]	我厌倦了游手好闲的人，我已经吃饱了
[02:58.328]	给我一份边境的详细报告，还有热情老比尔的支持
[03:02.622]	当Windy领衔主演时，Mc Allister也不是无处可去
[03:06.825]	我知道是因为我见过他俩在一起
[03:11.434]	哦，比尔，我不会忘记你，我会时常想起你
[03:15.863]	那个热闹的晚会——“牛仔圣诞舞会”
[03:21.188]	哦，比尔，我不会忘记你，我会时常想起你
[03:24.629]	那个热闹的晚会——“牛仔圣诞舞会”

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