Текст песни Stonewall Jackson - Blue Field
Stonewall Jackson - Blue Field слова песни
In the West Virginia hills there must be ten thousand stillAnd they found the biggest one outside of Blue FieldA little peaceful country town nothing else for miles aroundI saw whiskey run like water down through Blue FieldMy trouble started on that Thursday afternoonThe sheriff told me federal men will be here soonHe said we`ve come up with a plan to catch Blue Field`s slickest manAnd we will as sure as I`m the sheriff of Blue FieldOn a Wednesday I had ninety jars to cap didn`t think that had the time to set a trapIn the brush I heard a sound and I swiftly hit the groundWhat I shot and sent them runnin` back to Blue FieldNot a soul suspected me I was the sheriff`s deputyI make whiskey but God knows I`d never killedI didn`t know he was that close when I let my shotgun goBut I found I killed my friend the sheriff of Blue FieldI recall how my mama and my girl friend criedWhen they locked me for oh no what a trialIt`s my last night in this cell the last story I would tellAnd I sit that road dreamin` about Blue FieldBlue Field Blue Field oh Blue Field