Falling Rock 歌词

there was a squaw a very sad squaw who cried as she cursed at the sky the gods had reclaimed her only son and nobody could tell her why there was a chief a very wise chief who told her we'll find where he roamed we'll put out some signs on the highway and bring the young falling rock home it's not a bar in wyoming it's not brewed in the north pa mills it's just a young brave who wandered from camp and ventured too far in the hills you'll see a sign on the roadside like the sign on the blue ridge parkway look out for falling rock at large in the us of a at large in the us of a there was a letter form the gov'ner a visit from the park service man socialist lawyers an eagle scouts said we're doin bout all that we can stories can turn into legends folklore's derived from a claim but no one can answer the puzzling sign about the young indian name. CHORUS some say they've seen him homeless in phoenix picking up all he could scrounge some say they've seen him doing the king weekends at a jfk lounge some swear that he was wrapping with phil about the abuse of his tribe and some say he sits in a washington pen for passing a state trooper bribes