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Bob Dylan: Trail of The Buffalo (traditional)

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Come round you old time cowboys, and listen to my song
Please do not grow weary, I will not detain you long
Concerning some young cowboy, who did agree to go
Spend the summer pleasantly on the trail of the buffalo

Well I wrote that song to the tune of Buffalo Skinner. An old cowboy song.
~Bob Dylan about “A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall” (to Ray Coleman, May 1965)

From Wikipedia:

“The Buffalo Skinners”
The Hills of Mexico, “On the Trail of the Buffalo”
Music by traditional
Language English

“The Buffalo Skinners” (“The Hills of Mexico”) is a traditional American folk song. It tells the story of an 1873 buffalo hunt on the southern plains. According to Fannie Eckstorm, 1873 is correct, as the year that professional buffalo hunters from Dodge City first entered the northern part of the Texas panhandle. It is thought to be based on the song Canaday-I-O.

According to extensive research carried out by Jürgen Kloss in 2010-2012, this song is one of the many variants of John B Freeman’s ‘Buffalo Song’ .

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Bob Dylan – Old Orchard Beach, Maine – 3 July 1988

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Another great 1988 concert… and (again) fantastic sound quality….

  • Concert # 18 of The Never-Ending Tour
  • Concert # 18 of the Interstate 88 Tour, part 1: Summer Tour of North America
  • First Never Ending Tour performance of To Ramona

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‘Twas in the town of [Jacksboro] in the year of ’73
When a well-known, famous drover came a-steppin’ up to me
Saying, How do you do, young cowboy, and how’d you like to go
And spend the summer pleasantly on the trail of the buffalo

#9 – Trail Of The Buffalo (trad. arr. Woody Guthrie)

Early one mornin’ the sun was shinin’
I was layin’ in bed
Wond’rin’ if she’d changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama’s homemade dress
Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough
And I was standin’ on the side of the road
Rain fallin’ on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I’ve paid some dues gettin’ through
Tangled up in blue

#2 Tangled Up In Blue

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