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(Lillian Bos Ross/Sam Eskin/Rich Dehr) [Chorus:] South Coast, the wild coast is lonely, you may win at the game at Jolon But the lion still rules the barrancas and a man there is always alone. My name is Juan Hano de Castro, my father was a Spanish grandee But I won my wife in a card game, to hell with the lords o'er the sea I picked up the ace, I had won her, my heart which was down at my feet Jumped up to my throat in a hurry, like a warm summer's day she was sweet [Chorus] Her arms had to tighten around me as we rode up the hills from the South Not a word did I hear from her that day, nor a kiss from her pretty red mouth We came to my cabin at twilight, the stars twinkled out on the coast She soon loved the valley, the orchard, but I knew that she loved me the most [Chorus] Then I got hurt in a landslide with crushed hip and twice-broken bone She saddled our pony like lightning, rode off in the night all alone The lion screamed in the barrancas, the pony fell back on the slide My young wife lay dead in the moonlight, my heart died that night with my bride [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania