Текст песни: Rye Whiskey Joe + перевод

He hopped off a freight train eleven months back

With a sort of a look in his eye

With a smile on his face and an old canvas pack

That was half full of Table Talk pies

And he asked us if he could just stay for a time

To rest before he traveled on

But, he brought us much more than expected

And that’s why we’re singing this song

Oh, Rye Whiskey Joe, there’s happiness somewhere for you

Oh, Rye Whiskey Joe, somewhere out there in the blue

After eating in the evening we all settled down

And listened while he sang his songs

With a bottle of whiskey there close by his side

That he shared when the time came around

And the light in his eyes was as warm as the fire

His hair was black as the coal

We listened while he told his lonely old tales

And we all called him Rye Whiskey Joe

He closed his eyes early one morning

And they never would open again

We buried his gear along with him

Said a prayer, filled the grave in, and then

I found a letter in the tall grass nearby

From a camp where he’d been long ago

Saying, «Thank you Mr. Joseph, for all that you’ve done»

And «Good luck to you Rye Whiskey Joe.»

Перевод песни Rye Whiskey Joe