Charles Ives - Charlie Rutlage
I hope he'll find a resting place, within the golden gate
Another place is vacant on the ranch of the X I T
'Twill be hard to find another that's liked as well as he
The first that died was Kid White, a man both tough and brave
While Charlie Rutlage makes the third to be sent to his grave
Caused by a cowhorse falling, while running after stock;
'Twas on the spring round up, a place where death men mock
He went forward one morning on a circle through the hills
He was gay and full of glee, and free from earthly ills;
But when it came to finish up the work on which he went
Nothing came back from him; his time on earth was spent
'Twas as he rode the round up, a XIT turned back to the herd;
Poor Charlie shoved him in again, his cutting horse he spurred;
Another turned; at that moment his horse the creature spied
And turned and fell with him; beneath, poor Charlie died
His relations in Texas his face never more will see
But I hope he'll meet his loved ones beyond in eternity
I hope he'll meet his parents, will meet them face to face
And that they'll grasp him by the right hand at the shining throne of grace
Song Description:
edit soundcloudThe song reflects on the final moments of Charlie Rutlage's life, highlighting his joy and enthusiasm as he went about his work in the hills. The tragic accident that ultimately claims his life is depicted in a vivid and heartbreaking manner, as the horse he was riding falls and takes him down with it.
The lyrics express hope that Charlie Rutlage will find peace and reunite with his loved ones in the afterlife. The song conveys a sense of loss and sadness for the passing of a hardworking and respected cowpuncher, emphasizing the dangers and uncertainties of life on the ranch. Charles Ives' haunting melody and evocative lyrics paint a vivid picture of a cowboy's untimely demise, leaving a lasting impact on listeners.
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