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Nanci Griffith - Deadwood, South Dakota lyrics
(By Eric Taylor)
 Well, the good times scratched a laugh
 From the lungs of the young men
 In a Deadwood saloon, South Dakota afternoon
 And the old ones by the door
 With their heads on their chests,
 They told lies about whiskey on a womans breath
 Yes, and some tell the story of young Mickey Free
 Who lost an eye to a buck deer in the Tongue River Valley
 Oh and some tell the story of California Joe
 Who sent word through the Black Hills
 There was a mountain of gold
 [Chorus:]
 And the gold she lay cold in their pockets
 And the sun she sets down on the trees
 And they thank the Lord
 For the land that they live in
 Where the white man does as he pleases
 Some flat-shoed fool from the East comes a-runnin'
 With some news that he'd read in some St. Joseph paper
 And it was "Drinks all around" cause the news he was tellin'
 Was the one they called CrazyNanci Griffith - Deadwood, South Dakota - http://motolyrics.com/nanci-griffith/deadwood-south-dakota-lyrics.html
 Has been caught and been dealt with
 And the Easterner he read the news from the paper
 And the old ones moved closer so's they could hear better
 "Well it says here that Crazy Horse
 Was killed while trying to escape,
 And that was some time last September,
 It don't give the exact date"
[Chorus]
Where the white man does as he pleases
 Then the talk turned back to whiskey and women
 And cold nights on the plains, Lord
 And fightin' them indians
 And the Easterner he says he'll have one more
 'fore he goes
 He gives the paper to the Crow boy
 Who sweeps up the floor
[Chorus]
 Where the white man does as he pleases
 Where the white man does as he pleases
 As he wants to, as he pleases









