The Sons of the Pioneers did several songs for the John Ford movies Wagon Master (in 1949) and Rio Grande in (1950).
The six members who made the Sons of the Pioneers famous in the late 1930s with their close-harmonied western style music were elected into the Country Music Hall of Fame in 1980. In 1995, they were inducted into the Western Performers Hall of Fame at the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
In 1977, the Smithsonian designated the Sons of the Pioneers as "national treasures". Through many changes to the line-up, the Sons of the Pioneers have continued to perform.
Hang Your Head In Shame
Sons Of The Pioneers Lyrics
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When somebody calls my name
Tries to think of all that I've gone through
And hang your head in shame
Someone came along and took my place
Then you gave me all the blame
You should go somewhere and hide your face
When you said I was the only one
Was it just your little game
Now look back at all the harm you've done
And hang your head in shame
I should hate you but I love you still
In my heart I kept the flame
You'll be sorry, darling, yes you will
And hang your head in shame
I should hate you but I love you still
In my heart I kept the flame
You'll be sorry, darling, yes you will
And hang your head in shame
Yeah, and hang your little head in shame
The lyrics of "Hang Your Head In Shame" by Sons Of The Pioneers depict a narrator who is confronting a former lover for their actions and the consequences they have caused. The singer begins by questioning if the lover's conscience ever troubles them when their name is mentioned, forcing them to confront the pain and difficulties the singer went through because of their actions. The singer suggests that the lover has replaced them with someone else and unfairly blamed the singer for the situation. The singer urges the lover to find a place to hide in shame, as they should feel guilty for what they have done.
The lyrics also reveal the singer's struggle between love and hatred for the lover. Despite everything, the singer confesses that they still love the person. They acknowledge that a flame of love for the lover still burns in their heart, even though they should hate them for the pain caused. The singer believes that the lover will eventually regret their actions and face the consequences, prompting them to hang their head in shame.
Overall, the lyrics express a mix of anger, hurt, and love as the singer confronts their former lover for the pain they caused and the necessity for them to feel remorse.
Line by Line Meaning
Does your conscience ever bother you
Do you ever feel guilty or troubled by your actions
When somebody calls my name
When someone mentions me or talks about me
Tries to think of all that I've gone through
Attempts to consider and understand all the hardships I have endured
And hang your head in shame
And feel deep humiliation and remorse
Someone came along and took my place
Another person replaced me in your life
Then you gave me all the blame
Yet, you attributed all the fault and responsibility to me
You should go somewhere and hide your face
You ought to find a place to conceal your identity
And hang your head in shame
And experience profound disgrace and regret
When you said I was the only one
When you claimed I was the sole individual
Was it just your little game
Was it merely a deceptive plan or strategy
Now look back at all the harm you've done
Now reflect upon all the damage you have caused
And hang your head in shame
And feel deep humiliation and remorse
I should hate you but I love you still
I should despise you, yet I still have affection for you
In my heart I kept the flame
Within my heart, I nurtured the passion and love
You'll be sorry, darling, yes you will
You will regret your actions, my dear, indeed you will
And hang your head in shame
And experience profound disgrace and regret
I should hate you but I love you still
I should despise you, yet I still have affection for you
In my heart I kept the flame
Within my heart, I nurtured the passion and love
You'll be sorry, darling, yes you will
You will regret your actions, my dear, indeed you will
And hang your head in shame
And experience profound disgrace and regret
Yeah, and hang your little head in shame
Yes, and feel deep humiliation and remorse
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: FRED ROSE, ED G. NELSON, STEVE NELSON
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Bill Akins
on The Devil's Great Grandson
"The Devil's Great Grandson" (Lyrics)
Recorded by Roy Rogers & The Son's Of The Pioneers
(Lyrics submitted by Bill Akins)
(The Devil's Great Grandson performed by the Sons Of The Pioneers and written by Bob Nolan. The tune was recorded in Los Angeles on December 14, 1937 and the group at that time was Roy Rogers, Bob Nolan, Lloyd Perryman and the Farr brothers.)
Old Skyball Paint was the devil's saint
His eyes were a fiery red
Good men have tried this horse to ride
And all of them are dead
Now I won't brag but I rode this nag
Till his blood began to boil
Then I hit the ground and ate three pound
Of good old western soil
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Light group harmony yodel)
I swore by heck
I'd break his neck for the jolt he gave my pride
I threw my noose on that old cayuse and once more took a ride
He turned around and soon
I found his tail where his head should be
So says says I Perhaps he's shy or he just don't care for me
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Only Roy Rogers STRONG yodeling, group harmony humming and ahhing along)
In town you see just to have a spree when
I meets old Sheriff Jim
With fistic fun and my big six-gun
I buys the town from him
For a whoop and a holler and a counterfeit dollar
Then I ask for a bill of sale
But my face turned red when the contract said just thirty days in jail
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Light group harmony yodel again)
Where the greasewood bats wear
Stetson hats and the bad men all run free
Where they sold the jail at a bargain sale
That's the land for me
Where the desert ants wear buckskin pants and help me rule the land
With the ants and the bats and my two gats
I'll rule with an iron hand
Singin' Hi-ho lad don't you make me mad
I'm the devil's great grandson
And I'm doin' my best to tame the west
With my great big forty-four gun
(Only Roy Rogers STRONG yodeling, group harmony humming and ahhing along)