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    Call of the West

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    Call of the West
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      About "Call of the West"

      Lyrics for Stan Ridgway - "Call of the West"

      He got the high sign so he jumped a bus
      Along the roads that wind on through
      The hot mojave and the jericho
      He'd start his whole life anew
      And what he left behind he hadn't valued
      Half as much as some things
      He never knew

      Right around sundown...
      He got dropped off on a street in town
      Where a grey old man looked him up and down and said
      "son, this ain't no western movie matinee
      You're a long way off from yippie-yi-yay
      'cause I can tell at a glance you're not from 'round these parts
      You've got a green look about'cha¨c¨cthat's a gringo for starts
      Sometimes the only thing a western savage understands
      Are whiskey and rifles and an unarmed man
      Like you"

      "so you gotta keep on the move!
      Don't let that fancy paint job fool you!"
      Then the old timer pulled him close and said

      You've got a long way, I know
      You've got a longer drive ahead
      Through the bones of the buffalo
      Through the claims of the western dead, and¨c¨c
      Just like the spokes of a wheel
      You'll spin 'round with the rest
      You'll hear the drums and the brush of steel
      You'll hear the call of the west, call of the west
      You'll hear the call of the west, call of the west

      Spoken
      Harshly awakened by the sound of six rounds of light-caliber rifle fire
      Followed minutes later by the booming of nine rounds from a heavier rifle
      But you can't close off the wilderness
      He heard the snick of a rifle bolt
      And found himself peering down the muzzle
      Of a weapon held by a drunken liquor store owner
      "there's a conflict," he said, "there's a conflict
      Between land and people
      The people have to go
      They've come all the way out here to make mining claims
      To do automobile body work
      To gamble
      Take pictures
      To not have to do laundry
      To own a mini-bike
      Have their own cb radios and air conditioning
      Good plumbing for sure
      And to sell time/life books and to work in a deli
      To have a little chili every morning
      And maybe... maybe to own their own gas stations again
      And take drugs
      Have some crazy sex
      But above all, above all, to have a fair shake
      To get a piece of the rock and a slice of the pie
      And spit out of the window of your car and not have the wind blow it back in your face"

      Now, from the high timberline to the deserts dry
      Who'll risk dangling on some hangman's tree
      To stake their claims on these prarie plains
      While they say this lunch is not had for free?
      Just like the spokes of a wheel
      Who'll spin 'round with the rest
      They'll hear the drums and the brush of steel
      And I'll hear the call of the west, call of the west
      (yippie-yi-yo, yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay, yippie-yi-yo-ohh-ohh)
      I'll hear the call of the west, call of the west
      (yippie-yi-yo, yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay, yippie-yi-yo-ohh-ohh)
      I'll hear the call of the west, call of the west
      (yippie-yi-yo, yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay, yippie-yi-yo-ohh-ohh)
      I'll hear the call of the west, call of the west
      (yippie-yi-yo, yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay, yippie-yi-yo-ohh-ohh)

      Spoken/shouted:
      I used to be somebody!
      I used to be somebody, do you hear me?
      Do you hear me? I've been there!
      I used to be somebody, God damn you!
      I've been there before!
      Don't walk away!
      Well, you¨c¨cyou wanted unleaded?
      Unleaded¨c¨cthat's next pump over, so keep on movin', okay?
      No, it's out of order.

      SONGWRITERS:
      BRENDAN DAY, BRUCE MORELAND, STANDARD RIDGWAY FUNSTEN, MARC MORELAND, CHARLES T GRAY, OLIVER JOE NANINI
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