SOMEDAY SOON
(words & music by Ian Tyson © 1964)
There's a young man that I know,
He's just turned twenty-one,
Comes from down in southern Colorado.
He's just out of the service
And he's looking for his fun.
Someday soon, going with him, someday soon.
My parents cannot stand him
'Cause he rides the rodeo.
They say "He's not your kind.
He'll leave you crying."
But if I could, I'd follow him
Down the toughest road I know.
Someday soon, going with him, someday soon.
When he visits me, my pa ain't got a good word to say.
Bet it's 'cause he was just as wild back in the early days.
So blow, you old blue northern,
Blow my love to me.
He's prob'ly driving here from California.
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me.
Someday soon, going with him, someday soon.
When he comes to call, my folks ain't got anything to say.
Guess it's 'cause they were just as wild in their younger days.
So blow, you old blue northern,
Blow my love to me.
He's prob'ly driving here from California.
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me.
Someday soon, going with him, someday soon.
On Ian and Sylvia album "Northern Journey" 1964
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