The Shifting Whispering Sands - Sheb Wooley-歌词_1

The Shifting Whispering Sands - Sheb Wooley

Oh the sand is softly whispering

As it slowly moves along

And for those who stop

And listen it will sing this mournful song

Yes it always whispers to me of the days of long ago

When the settlers and the miners

Fought the crafty Navajo

How the cattle roamed

The valley happy people worked the land

And now everything is covered

By the shifting whispering sand

How the miner left his buckboard

Went to work his claim that day

And the burros broke their halters

When they thought he'd gone to stay

How they found the aged miner

Lying dead upon the sand

And after months they could

But wonder if he'd died by human hand

So they dug his grave and laid him on his back

And crossed his hands

And his secret still is hidden

By the shifting whispering sands

This is what they always whisper to me

Way out on that quiet desert air

Of the people and the cattle

And that miner lying there

If you want to learn the secret wander

Through this quiet land

And I'm sure you'll hear

The story of the shifting whispering sands

Shifting whispering sands