Kingston Trio South Coast Lyrics

South Coast Lyrics

South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at the game at Jolon

But the lion still rules the barranca, 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, when a man lost his daughter to me

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 summers' day, she was sweet



South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at the game at Jolon

But the lion still rules the barranca, and a man there is always alone



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- or 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



South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at the game at Jolon

But the lion still rules the barranca, and a man there is always alone



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 barrancathe pony fell back on the slide

My young wife lay dead in the moonlight. My heart died that night with my

Bride