[ti:East Texas Red] [ar:Arlo Guthrie] [al:Ultimate... America] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]East Texas Red - Arlo Guthrie [00:04.12]Written by:Woody Guthrie [00:08.24]Down in the scrub oak timber of the southeast Texas gulf [00:16.83]There used to ride a brakeman and a brakeman double tough [00:25.44]He worked the town of Kilgore and Longview nine miles down [00:34.08]Us trav'lers called him east Texas red the meanest bull around [00:42.74]I rode by night and by broad daylight in wind and snow and sun [00:51.36]I always seen little east Texas red sporting his smooth running gun [01:00.02]The tale got switched down the stems and main and everybody said [01:08.65]The meanest man on the shiny rails was little east Texas red [01:17.31]It was early in the morning and along towards nine or ten [01:25.99]A couple of boys on the hunt of a job stood in the Blizzardy wind [01:34.93]Hungry and cold they knocked on the doors of the working folks around [01:43.27]For a piece of meat and a spud or two to boil a stew around [01:52.23]Red he come down the cinder dump and he flagged the number two [02:00.50]He kicked their bucket over a bush and he dumped out all their stew [02:09.14]A traveler said mister east Texas red you better get everything fixed [02:17.66]'Cause you're gonna ride your little train just one year from today [02:26.44]Red he laughed as he clumb the bank and swung aside of a wheeler [02:35.32]The boys caught a tanker to Seminole and west to Amarillo [02:43.88]They struck them a job of oil field work and followed a pipe line down [02:52.42]It took them lots of places till the year had rolled around [03:01.38]On one cold and Wintery day they hooked them a gulf bound train [03:09.87]They shivered and shook with dough in their clothes to see Kilgore again [03:18.30]Over hills of sand and hard froze roads where the cotton wagons roll [03:27.16]On past the town of Kilgore and on to old Longview [03:35.52]With their warm suits of clothes and overcoats they walk into a store [03:44.49]They pay the man for some meat and stuff to fix a stew once more [03:52.91]The ties they walk back past the yards till [03:57.37]They come to the same old spot [04:01.75]Where east Texas red just a year ago had dumped their last stew pot [04:10.40]The smoke of their fire went higher and higher a man come down the line [04:18.87]He ducked his head in the Blizzardy wind and waved old number nine [04:27.50]He walked off down the cinder dump till he come to the same old spot [04:36.37]And there was the same three men again around that same little pot [04:44.65]Red went to his knees and he hollered [04:48.21]Please don't pull that trigger on me [04:53.27]I did not get my business fixed but he did not get his say [05:01.90]A gun wheeled out of an overcoat and it played the old one two [05:10.74]And red was dead when the other two men set down to eat their stew