I’ve been waking up to the lyrics of “Silver Stallion” for about four days straight, ever since I discovered The Highwaymen‘s version of the Lee Clayton original, although the first time I’d ever heard of the song was through Cat Power.
Everything I love about country music (which in actuality, is very little) is in this amazing version of the song. The general consensus amongst people I’ve raved about this song to, is that nobody on the face of God’s earth is putting out music with this sort of vocal quality anymore. The timbres of each of the individuals’ voices can be heard so distinctly, that they almost blow like a cold wind straight through your bones. (They happen to be Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings and Kris Kristofferson no less)
And who can blame them for delivering the song in such a haunting manner? Country, as a genre, has always been about a longing, a throwback to simpler times, to the open country, where complicated men were straight shooters and the there was no such thing as an end, but you’d simply ride off into the sunset, never looking back.
“.. ridin’ like the one-eyed jack of diamonds with the devil close behind..” – Brian.