J'avais écrit cette chanson, pensant à l'intégrer à Celle Qui venait des plaines, et puis j'ai complètement oublié. Je l'ai retrouvée en cherchant un texte qui n'a rien à voir. Du coup, je la publie ici. L'air qui lui correspond (les paoles comptent a priori le même nombre de pieds que la chanson originale) est celui de Home On the Range.
Highs Plains Lady
Out from nowhere in the deep of winter
Rides in the wind and the swirling snow
A fierce figure of a woman on her horse
Wild and deadly she comes for vengeance
Fear, fear the high plains lady
Rides in the wind and the swirling snow
A fierce figure of a woman on her horse
Wild and deadly she comes for vengeance
The one she loved once is now her worst foe
Tried to hang her from a lon’some tree
She survived and swore her stern ancestors
To get revenge and to counting coup
Fear, fear the high plains lady
Rides in the wind and the swirling snow
A fierce figure of a woman on her horse
Wild and deadly she comes for vengeance
She found him in winter just ten years later
He thought at a ghost then tried to flee
Flowing from the night a wild wind grappled him
Harsh and stern the lady shooted him dead
Fear, fear the high plains lady
Rides in the wind and the swirling snow
A fierce figure of a woman on her horse
Wild and deadly she comes for vengeance
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