AWAY FROM AMARILLO (2007)


(v1)

My travelling took me to Amarillo
My room had a window that faced the saloon
And there she was on the second story
Ringlets of hair all aglow in the moon
I swear that she smiled when she caught me staring
Then turned round and lowered the shade
I could still see her shadow moving
Sitting and winding her hair in a braid.


(Chorus)

Frisco, oh Frisco, your new son is comin’
Weeping like the willow
He’s riding a horse who is tired from runnin’
Away from Amarillo

(v2)

I saved up my money and asked to see her
We went up the staircase and into her room
I paid what she asked me, forgot about breathing
She pulled down the shade and I smelled her perfume
There was cinnamon mixed up with her kisses
There was lavender drifting in her hair
When I said I loved her she smiled sweetly
Asked if I meant it, and made me swear.

(Chorus)

Frisco, oh Frisco, etc.


(v3)

Billy Ray Snow was a black-eyed killer
Shot seven men, or so it was said
He wasn’t gentle with the ladies
One beat so badly he left her for dead
I tried to warn her, she looked right past me
Climbing the staircase at his command
I ran cross the street and got to my window
Watching the curtains, gun in my hand

(Chorus)

Frisco, oh Frisco, etc.

(v4)

I saw his shadow and fired right at it
I heard the scream and my blood turned to ice
When Billy Ray appeared at the window
I swallowed once, and shot at him twice.
So I was the hero who outdrew the killer
Too bad the harlot got in the way
They’re drinking my health and they’re singing songs bout me
But I’m bound for Frisco, bound for the Bay

(Chorus)

Frisco, oh Frisco, etc.


This was written as an exercise, but came out fairly well, for what it is.

It was supposed to be a "classic" folk country tale, an old west thing where someone gets killed.

As a genre piece, it was OK, so I didn’t hide it in my pile of "embarassing writing exercises"

Someone who loves westerns and movie music has expressed interest in setting this one.

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