Twilight On The Trail
Sons Of The Pioneers Lyrics


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You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
Making camp along the way
You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
At rest at the end of the day.

The stars overhead
With their message unsaid
The glow from the fire in our eyes
The wind through the trees,
A warm southern breeze
The Earth is embraced by the skies.

You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
On the trail to paradise.

The night gathers in
We lazily spin
On an ocean of peaceful dreams
The great Northern light
In unbridled delight
Dances the dance of kings.

You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
On the trail to paradise.





On the trail to paradise.

Overall Meaning

In "Twilight on the Trail," Sons of the Pioneers explores the beauty of nature and the experience of camping out in the wilderness. The lyrics convey the idea of two people enjoying the peacefulness that nature offers. The song speaks of life on the trail, camping out and settling in at the end of the day. The singers describe the stars overhead with their messages unsaid and the warmth of a southern breeze that provides comfort as the two people settle in for the night.


Line by Line Meaning

You and me in the arms of the twilight on the trail
Together, we find ourselves enjoying the beauty of the evening sky while journeying down the path


Making camp along the way
Stopping to set up camp as we continue our journey


At rest at the end of the day.
Finding peace and relaxation as we come to the close of the day


The stars overhead
Viewing the stars that are shining brightly in the night sky above us


With their message unsaid
The stars communicate without words, perhaps reflecting a sense of mystery or wonder


The glow from the fire in our eyes
Looking into each other's eyes with the reflection of the fire creating a warm, comforting feeling


The wind through the trees,
Hearing the soft rustling of leaves and the gentle breeze as it moves through the trees


A warm southern breeze
Feeling the comfortable sensation of a gentle southern wind blowing around us


The Earth is embraced by the skies.
The natural beauty of the world around us is unified under the night sky


On the trail to paradise.
Journeying with the hope of reaching a place of perfect happiness


The night gathers in
The darkness of night slowly approaches and surrounds us


We lazily spin
Enjoying the quietude and relaxation of our surroundings without any real sense of time or urgency


On an ocean of peaceful dreams
Entering into a dream-like state that is peaceful and serene


The great Northern light
The natural Northern Lights in the sky that bring joy and a sense of magic to the moment


In unbridled delight
Expressing an unrestricted sense of joy and wonder that is filled with happiness


Dances the dance of kings.
The world around us is transformed into a majestic, kingly dance of beauty and elegance




Writer(s): SIDNEY MITCHELL, LOUIS ALTER

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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)

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