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"Streets of :Laredo" WAS about a guy dead ofr syphilis!
twistedude:
Victoria--when you say "II'm sorry to disappoint you" it means, look, you idiot, you're wrong! ANY FOOL KNOWS THAT! tHE TUNE IS identiical--IT IS NOT LIKE "
STreets of Laredo," it is not SIMILAR TO "Streets of L:aredo" it is the SAME. The reason I got so excited is that for YEARS, I've heard that the song streets of Laredo, which we know as a song about a cowboy who had been shot in the breast and is dying--was ORIGINALLY abiout a young man--NOT necessarily a cowboy--who is dyintg of syphilis. I never heard the words to that song before. It is the same tune, and I assume, it is the song I have heard about for years.; Notice the similar, but very different ":don't muffle your drums, and play your pipes merrily" to "beat the drum slowly and play the pipes lowly." I don;'t know about your ears, but my ear for music is excxellent, and it's the SAME tune...
Incidentally, doesanyone know the "salty words to 'Strawberry Roan'?
vkm91941:
--- Quote from: twistedude on August 10, 2006, 08:22:51 pm ---Victoria--when you say "II'm sorry to disappoint you" it means, look, you idiot, you're wrong! ANY FOOL KNOWS THAT! tHE TUNE IS idfntical--IT IS NOT LIKE "
STreets of Laredfo," it is not SIMILAR TO "Streets of L:aredo" it is the SAME. The reason I got so excited is that for YEARS, I've heard that the song streets of Laredo, which we know as a song about a cowboy who had been shot in the breast and is dying--was ORIGINALLY abiout a young man--NOT necessarily a cowbvoy--who is dyintg of syphilis. I never heard the words to that song before. It is the same tune, and I assume, it is the song I have heard about for years.; Notice the similar, but very different ":don't muffle your drums, and play your pipes merrily" to "beat the drum slowly and play the pipers lowly." I don;'t know about your ears, but my ear for music is excxellent, and it's the SAME tune...
Incidentally, doesanyone know the "salty words to 'Strawberry Roan'?
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Once again Julie, I NEVER said anything about disappointing you and I certainly never called you an idiot. My Momma raise me much better than that. Take a minute, take a deep breath and read my posts again. IT's all there in black and white. I have sent you a PM that I feel is the end of this discussion. Should you wish to take umbridge with me again kindly use that avenue for it. Thank You
vkm91941:
and just because you asked....
The Strawberry Roan
(the salty version is often referred to as The Castration of The Strawberry Roan)
[Horse whinnies and then farts. Someone yells "Whoa!"]
I was hanging 'round town
In a house of ill fame
Laying up with a twister
Of hustling dame
When a hop-headed pimp
With his nose full of coke
Beat me out of the girl
And left me stone-broke
When a stranger walked in
Said he, "Say, my lad
Are you any good riding
Horses that's bad?"
Said I, "You damn right
That's one thing I can do
I'm a second rate pimp
But a good buckaroo.
"Bring on your bad horses
I never saw one
That could set to guessing
Or bother me none."
Said he, "Guess again
There's one horse that I own
You might have heard of him
The strawberry roan."
Well I guess we've all hear of that
of that ball bearing stud
He had the fessudie [?]
And glanders and crud.
He's the worst fucking bronco
That has ever been foaled
He's never been road
And he's twenty years old.
O, that strawberry roan
How many colts has he thrown?
He's got gonorrhea and cankers and syph
He strictured with clap
But his cock is still stiff
That renegade strawberry roan
Well, the upshot of it was
That I found myself hired
To snap out some colts
That great stud had sired.
They were knot-head cayuse's
Just like their Dad
Most of them roans
But all of them bad.
With their feet in my pockets
Those bastards would fight
Till my ass drug my tracks out
Way before night
My balls in my boots
And my mouth full of dung
My ears were all scratch
Where I got my spurs hung
Then the boss came in
He said, that's enough
The strawberry roan's colts
Are too God damned tough
I'm damn sick and tired
Of seeing you taking them falls
Rope that wind-milling stud
And we'll cut out his balls
O, that strawberry roan
We went out to unbend his bone
We built a big loop
And went in the corral
We roped his front feet
He farted and fell
We flattened that strawberry roan
Well, the boss held his head
While I hog-tied his legs
I reached for my jack-knife
And went for his eggs
When I opened his bag
Why, he let out a moan
And he squealed like a pig
When I cut out that stone
But all I could locate
Was one of his nuts
The other was hidden
Some place in his guts
So I rolled up my sleeve
And swimming in blood
I felt for the seed
In the guts of that stud.
I thought that I found it
I felt something pass
But its only a turd
On the way to his ass
Just then I heard one of them
Blood curdling squalls
And I looked and the roan
Had the boss by the balls
Well, I stomped on his head
It was no use
He was just like a bulldog
He wouldn't let loose
So I untied his legs
And he got to his feet
But the boss's voice changed
And I knew he was beat.
O, that strawberry roan
We advise you to leave him alone
He's a knot-headed cayuse
With only one ball
But the boss is a eunuch
With no balls at all
Lay off of that strawberry roan.
[The sound of a fart. Someone yells "Whoa! You son of a bitch!" Horse makes "Awww" sound.]
twistedude:
Victoria---Thank you. What a--mouthful! "sorry to" usually still means adressee is an idiot. I am not an idiot. And AS sings the tune to "Streets oft Laredo," some of the words of whicfh I have copied above.
toma esta llavita de oro, mi bien,
mira lo que lleva dentro;
toma esta llavita de oro, mi bien,
mira lo que lleva dentro:
lleva amores, lleva celos, mi bien
y un poco de sentiemento.
lleva amores, yeva celos, mi bien,
y un poco de sentiemento.
And you have no idea how sure i am that you will not be reading that anywhere in the near future, cause it's at the top of my next story. See, I do research, too.
Trouble is, I don't know the tune to 'Strawberry Roan.' So if AS sings it, I won't know...
And I already knew the words to "Streets of Laredo." (At least, as we know it.) Why do you assume that I don't?
Sorry I casnnot type--especiaslly when I get excited. I can't spell, either. None of this, however, means I can't think or hear.
vkm91941:
--- Quote from: twistedude on August 10, 2006, 10:37:39 pm ---Victoria---Thank you. What a--mouthful! "sorry to" usually still means adressee is an idiot. I am not an idiot. And AS sings the tune to "Streets oft Laredo," some of the words of whicfh I have copied above.
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Well my dear this is again something we are going to have to disagree on. In my vocabulary "sorry to" means just what it says, regret to ...I am sorry but I disagree. In this case the regret arises from several things but first and foremost is that I know how excited you get and I did not wish to upset you...NEVER that I thought you were an idiot. As for typing..I am the worlds WORST typist so no worries there. Second I can spell but you can't prove it because of my lousey typing ;) and believe it or not I am college educated with a 163 IQ but it sure doesn't appear to be the case when reading some of my posts. So no worries from this front.
--- Quote ---Trouble is, I don't know the tune to 'Strawberry Roan.' So if AS sings it, I won't know...
--- End quote ---
Sure you will, at the risk of creating another stir ::) because it. like the song that AS sang the other night on Deadwood is in that Very familiar 4/4 rhyming scale that is so common to folk music of that era and sounds very much like The Streets of Laredo.
BTW, how do you feel about the language on Deadwood, not the swearing I could careless about that, but the way they express themselves. I just love it, it is some of the most colorful and evocative language I have ever heard short of Shakespeare. Just magnificent. I watch each episode 2 sometimes 3 times just to listen to the language.
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