Western+Music: Davy Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier- Roi des trappeurs (En/Fr Lyrics)

by: Claude LE-QUANG     Published on: 21 July 2017

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- Davy Crockett, roi des trappeurs (Davy Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier) 1955, de Norman Foster, un western extrait des trois premiers épisodes de la série télévisée de Walt Disney qui eut un immense succès, avec Fess Parker et Buddy Ebsen.- Musique : George Bruns. Chansons : Thomas W. Blackburn et George Bruns (Ballad of Davy Crockett), George Bruns (Farewell).- Voir aussi "The Alamo" de John Wayne à Voici les paroles de The Ballad of Davy Crockett et Farewell to the Mountains, une belle chanson émouvante sur un poème écrit par Davy Crockett lui-même :Born on a mountain top in TennesseeGreenest state in the land of the freeRaised in the woods so he knew ev'ry treeKilt him a b'ar when he was only threeDavy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!In eighteen thirteen the Creeks uproseAddin' redskin arrows to the country's woesNow, Injun fightin' is somethin' he knows, So he shoulders his rifle an' off he goesDavy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!Off through the woods he's a marchin' alongMakin' up yarns an' a singin' a songItchin' fer fightin' an' rightin' a wrongHe's ringy as a b'ar an' twice as strongDavy, Davy Crockett, the buckskin buccaneer!Andy Jackson is our Gen'ral's nameHis reg'lar soldiers we'll put to shameThem redskin varmints us Volunteers'll tame'Cause we got the guns with the sure-fire aimDavy, Davy Crockett, the champion of us all!~Headed back to war from the ol' home placeBut Red Stick was leadin' a merry chaseFightin' an' burnin' at a devil's paceSouth to the swamps on the Florida TraceDavy, Davy Crockett, trackin' the redskins down!Home fer the winter with his familyHappy as squirrels in the ol' gum treeBein' the father he wanted to beClose to his boys as the pod an' the peaDavy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his young'uns dear!But the ice went out an' the warm winds cameAn' the meltin' snow showed tracks of gameAn' the flowers of Spring filled the woods with flameAn' all of a sudden life got too tameDavy, Davy Crockett, headin' on West again!Off through the woods we're ridin' alongMakin' up yarns an' singin' a songHe's ringy as a b'ar an' twice as strongAn' knows he's right 'cause he ain' often wrongDavy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!Lookin' fer a place where the air smells cleanWhere the trees is tall an' the grass is greenWhere the fish is fat in an untouched streamAn' the teemin' woods is a hunter's dreamDavy, Davy Crockett, lookin' fer Paradise!Now he's lost his love an' his grief was gallIn his heart he wanted to leave it allAn' lose himself in the forests tallBut he answered instead his country's callDavy, Davy Crockett, beginnin' his campaign!The votes were counted an' he won hands downSo they sent him off to Washin'ton townWith his best dress suit still his buckskins brownA livin' legend of growin' renownDavy, Davy Crockett, the Canebrake Congressman!He went off to Congress an' served a spellFixin' up the Governments an' laws as wellTook over Washin'ton so we heered tellAn' patched up the crack in the Liberty BellDavy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear!When he come home his politickin' doneThe western march had just begunSo he packed his gear an' his trusty gunAn' lit out grinnin' to follow the sunDavy, Davy Crockett, leadin' the pioneers!He heard of Houston an' Austin soTo the Texas plains he jest had to goWhere freedom was fightin' another foeAn' they needed him at the AlamoDavy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!His land is biggest an' his land is bestFrom grassy plains to the mountain crestHe's ahead of us all meetin' the testFollowin' his legend into the WestDavy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!_______________________________FAREWELL TO THE MOUNTAINS whose mazes to meWere more beautiful far than Eden could be;No fruit was forbidden, but Nature has spreadHer bountiful board, and her children were fed.The hills were our garners- our herds wildly grewAnd nature was shepherd and husbandman tooI felt like a monarch, yet thought like a man,As I thanked the great Giver, and worshipped his plan.The home I forsake when my offspring arose;The graves I forsake where my children repose.The home I redeemed from the savage and wild;The home I have loved as a father his child;The corn that I planted, the fields that I cleared,The flocks that I raised and the cabin I reared;The wife of my bosom-- Farewell to ye all!In the land of the stranger I rise or I fall.Farewell to my country! I fought for thee well,When the savage rushed forth like the demons from hell.In peace or in war I have stood by thy side--My country, for thee I have lived, would have died!But I am cast off, my career now is run,And I wander abroad like the prodigal son--Where the wild savage roves, and the broad prairies spread,The fallen-- despised-- will again go ahead.#BalladOfDavyCrocket