Rio Bravo [End Title] Songtext
von Dean Martin
Rio Bravo [End Title] Songtext
Sun is sinking in the west
The cattle go down to the stream
The redwing settles in the nest
It′s time for a cowboy to dream
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle pony and me
Gonna hang my sombrero
on the limb of a tree
Coming home sweet my darling
just my rifle pony and me
Whippoorwill in the willow
sings a sweet melody
Riding to Amarillo
just my rifle pony and me
No more cows to be ropin'
No more strays will I see
′round the bend shell be waitin
For my rifle pony and me
For my rifle my pony and me
I wish I was a apple hangin' in a tree
And everytime my sweetheart passed
She'd take a bite off me
She told me that she loved me
She called me sugar plum
She threw her arms around me
I thought my time had come.
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
I′ll marry you sometime.
I wish I had a needle
As fine as I could sew
I′d sew her in my pocket
And down the road I go
Cindy hugged and kissed me
She wrung her hands and cried
Swore I was the prettiest thing
That ever lived or died.
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
I'll marry you sometime...
The cattle go down to the stream
The redwing settles in the nest
It′s time for a cowboy to dream
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle pony and me
Gonna hang my sombrero
on the limb of a tree
Coming home sweet my darling
just my rifle pony and me
Whippoorwill in the willow
sings a sweet melody
Riding to Amarillo
just my rifle pony and me
No more cows to be ropin'
No more strays will I see
′round the bend shell be waitin
For my rifle pony and me
For my rifle my pony and me
I wish I was a apple hangin' in a tree
And everytime my sweetheart passed
She'd take a bite off me
She told me that she loved me
She called me sugar plum
She threw her arms around me
I thought my time had come.
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
I′ll marry you sometime.
I wish I had a needle
As fine as I could sew
I′d sew her in my pocket
And down the road I go
Cindy hugged and kissed me
She wrung her hands and cried
Swore I was the prettiest thing
That ever lived or died.
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
Get along home, Cindy-Cindy
I'll marry you sometime...
Writer(s): Paul Francis Webster, Dimitri Tiomkine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com