The Kingston Trio - The Long Black Rifle

Come closer, my love, and you'll hear my tale It'll make you cold It'll turn you pale
It's a tale of a man's never ending love and the long, black rifle

He wed a woman sworn to another and, in a rage, the other man
Shot him down with a long, black rifle, shot him down and away he ran

A prairie man loved a city maid Was the love he took worth the price he paid
When a man ends up at the smoky end of a long, black rifle

His dyin' words I repeat to you You can never kill love when love is true
It lives when only the rust is left of the long, black rifle

Shot him down and away he ran
Come closer, my love, and you'll hear my tale It'll make you cold It'll turn you pale
It's a tale of a man's never ending love and the long, black rifle

He wed a woman sworn to another and, in a rage, the other man
Shot him down with a long, black rifle, shot him down and away he ran

A prairie man loved a city maid Was the love he took worth the price he paid
When a man ends up at the smoky end of a long, black rifle

His dyin' words I repeat to you You can never kill love when love is true
It lives when only the rust is left of the long, black rifle

Shot him down and away he ran

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