60년대 모던 포크의 등장과 함께 나타난 인디언 출신 싱어-송라이터 버피 세인트 마리의 데뷔작! 60년대의 첨예한 문제들, 반전, 인권운동, 인디언에 대한 차별 정책 등을 자신의 어쿠스틱 기타 하나를 위주로 불러주는 이 앨범은 시인이자 작곡가, 그리고 싱어이면서 운동가였던 그녀의 펄펄 살아 있는 시대정신으로 큰 울림을 준다.
Hey, I got a girl at the head of the creek Goin up to see her about 2 times a week Kiss her on the mouth, sweet as any wine Wrap herself around me like a sweet potato vine
Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run Goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl Goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl
Now the girls up Cripple Creek about half-grown Jump on a boy like a dog on a bone Roll my britches up to my knees Wade ol Cripple Creek whenever I please
Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run Goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl Goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl
Now, Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep Wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep Hills are steep and the roads are muddy and I'm so dizzy that I can't stand steady I'm
Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run Goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl Goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl.
Word is up to the king's dear daughter And word is spreading all over the land That's she's been betrayed by her own dear brother That he has chosen another fair hand
Many young man had a song of her beauty And many a grand deed for her had been done But within her sights she carried the child Of her father's youngest, fairest son
Tell to me no lies Tell to me no stories But saddle my good horse and I'll go and see my own true love If your words be true ones, then that will mean the end of me
Brother oh brother what lies be these ones They say your love to another I lose There's a child within me of thy very own lineage And I know it's I that thou would chose
And have you yet told your father or mother All that thou has told here to me And he's taken off his good braided sword And I am down beside his knee
No I've not told no one but you my dear one For it's a secret between us two And I would come home and quit all my roaming And spend my days only waiting on you
Too late too late for change my sister My father has chosen another fair bride And he stabbed her easy and lovingly lay her Down in her grave by the green wood side
And when he's come home to his own wedding of feasting And his father asks why he's weeping all so He says such a bride as a I've seen on this morning Never another man shall know