Shifting Whispering Sands-Jim Reeves

[ti:Shifting Whispering Sands] [ar:Jim Reeves] [al:Journey Through Country - Jim Reeves] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Shifting Whispering Sands - Jim Reeves (吉姆·里夫斯) [00:14.52]I discovered the valley of the shifting whispering sands [00:17.80] [00:18.41]While prospecting for gold in one of our western states [00:21.55] [00:23.33]I saw the silent windmills the crumbling water tanks [00:28.02] [00:29.65]The bones of cattle and Burroughs picked clean by buzzards [00:33.17] [00:34.33]Bleached by the desert sun [00:35.83] [00:38.43]I stumbled over a crumbling buckboard nearly covered by the sands [00:42.16] [00:42.70]And stopping to rest I heard a tinkling whispering sound [00:46.39] [00:47.13]And suddenly realized that even though [00:48.85]The wind was quiet the sand did not lie still [00:52.50] [00:54.71]I seemed to be surrounded by a mystery so heavy and oppressive [00:57.61]I could scarcely breath [00:58.98] [01:00.20]For days and weeks I wandered aimlessly in this valley [01:03.29]Seeking answers to the many questions that raced through my fevered mind [01:06.88] [01:07.80]Where was everyone why the white bones the dry wells [01:12.35] [01:13.21]The barren valley where people must have lived and died [01:16.00] [01:16.86]Finally I could go no farther my food and water gone [01:19.75] [01:20.42]I sat down and buried my face in my hands and resting thus [01:24.53]I learnt the secret of the shifting whispering sands [01:27.48] [01:28.15]How I escaped from the valley I do not know [01:30.73]But now to pay my final debt for being spared [01:33.49]I must tell you what I learned out [01:35.92]There on the desert so many years ago [01:39.11] [01:40.44]When the day is oddly quiet and the breeze seems not to blow [01:51.66] [01:52.27]One would think the sand was resting but you'll find this is not so [02:02.84]It is whisp'ring softly whisp'ring as it slowly moves along [02:14.16]And for those who stop and listen it will sing this mournful song [02:25.40]Of sidewinders and the horntoes of the thorny chaparral [02:37.00]In the sunny days and moonlight nights the coyote's lonely yell [02:47.50]How the stars seem you could touch them as you lay and gaze on high [02:58.43] [02:59.05]At the heavens where we're hoping we'll be going when we die [03:09.74] [03:12.29]Yes it always whispers to me of the days of long ago [03:16.83] [03:18.24]When the settlers and the miners fought the crafty navaho [03:21.79] [03:23.40]How the cattle roamed the valley happy people worked the land [03:27.55] [03:28.42]And now everything is covered by the shifting whispering sands [03:31.79] [03:33.51]How the miner left his buckboard went to work his claim that day [03:36.92] [03:37.69]And the Burroughs broke their halters when they thought he'd gone to stay [03:41.38] [03:42.46]Wandered far in search of water on to old sidewinder's well [03:46.05]And there their bones picked clean by buzzards [03:48.95]That were circling when they fell [03:51.56] [03:54.73]How they found the aged miner lying dead upon the sand [04:04.96] [04:05.75]After months they could but wonder if he died by human hand [04:16.09]So they dug his grave and laid him on his back and crossed his hands [04:27.41]And his secret still is hidden by the shifting whispering sands [04:38.59] [04:41.88]This is what they whispered to me on the quiet desert air [04:48.20] [04:51.38]Of the people and the cattle and the miner lying there [04:58.46] [05:01.49]If you want to learn their secret wander through this quiet land [05:06.23] [05:10.02]And I'm sure you'll hear the story of the shifting whispering sands [05:18.27] [05:23.22]Of the shifting whispering sands