South Coast Lyrics - Kingston Trio
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South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at a game at Jolon,
But the lion still rules the barranca, and a man there is always alone.
My name is Juan Hano de Castro. My father was a Spanish grandee,
But I won my wife in a card game, to Hell with the Lords o'er the sea.
I picked up the ace. I had won her! My heart, which was down at my feet,
Jumped up to my throat in a hurry--Like a warm summer's day, she was sweet.
Her arms had to tighten around me as we rode up the hills from the south.
Not a word did I hear from her that day, or a kiss from her pretty red mouth.
We came to my cabin at twilight. The stars twinkled out on the coast.
She soon loved the valley, the orchard--but I knew that she loved me the most.
Then I got hurt in a landslide, with crushed hip and twice-broken bone.
She saddled our pony like lightning, rode off in the night, all alone.
The lion screamed in the barranca; the pony fell back on the slide.
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Classic Trio | Reviewer: Don Spaeth | 9/2/2008
"South Coast" is one of those memorable story songs that the Trio seemed to love. From the opening flamenco-esque guitar riff to Nick Reynolds' brilliant vocal this cut is classic Trio. Simple arrangement of guitars and bass; dark,brooding Em/Am/D chord pattern; tragic story line. A great folk song delivered by a great folk group at the height of their creative powers. These were the Dave Guard years--filled with passion for folk music first, pop success second.
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