Gila Wolf Song

Words: Jean Ossorio    Tune: “Clementine” (Traditional)

(Chorus)
Canis lupus, Canis lupus,
Canis lupus baileyi,
You were lost, but not forever
‘Neath the clear blue Gila sky.

1.  You were killed with traps and poisons
From our ignorance and greed.
When McBride went out to seek you
Only five were found to breed.
Chorus

2. Soon from Washington to Texas
And a green Missouri vale
Many pups were born and thriving.
It was time to hit the trail.
Chorus

3. In the spring of ninety-eight
Lobo pawprints in a row
In the Arizona forest
Traced out patterns in the snow.
Chorus

4. Now the lobo needs our patience,
Needs our help to make it back
To the wild lands of the Gila
With his tight-knit family pack.
Chorus

5. Now we’ve learned respect for Nature,
Love of landscapes wild and grand.
Soon the howls of Canis lupus
Once again will fill our land.
Chorus

 

Home on the Cattle-free Range

Words: Jean Ossorio           Tune: “Home on the Range”

Oh, give me a home where the cattle don’t roam
Where the deer and the elk romp and play,
Where never is heard the loud “moo” of the herd
And the wolves howl and frolic all day.

Refrain: Home on the cattle-free range
Where the deer and the elk romp and play,
Where never is heard the loud “moo” of the herd
And the wolves howl and frolic all day.

Oh, show me a stream where cow patties don’t steam,
Where the grasses grow thick and delish,
Where cottonwood twigs and slim young willow sprigs
Can grow up and give shade to the fish.

Refrain

Let me set up my camp in a field lush and damp
And lie down ‘neath the sky for a nap,
And rest body and mind without waking to find
That I’ve slept in a pile of cow crap!

Refrain

I Dreamed I Saw a Wolf Last Night
For Durango AF924, shot by Wildlife Services in 2007.

New words by Jean Ossorio   Sing to the tune of “Joe Hill.”

I dreamed I saw a wolf last night,
Alive as she could be.
“But Wolf,” I said, “they shot you dead.”
“I never died,” said she.
“I never died,” said she.

“Out in the Gila, Wolf,” says I,
Her standing by my bed,
“They framed you on a murder charge.”
Says Wolf, “But I ain’t dead.”
Says Wolf, “But I ain’t dead.”

“The livestock bosses baited you,
They had you shot,” says I.
“Takes more than guns to kill a wolf.”
Says Wolf, “I didn’t die.”
Says Wolf, “I didn’t die.”

And standing there as big as life,
And smiling with her eyes,
Wolf says, “What they forgot to kill
Went on to organize,
Went on to organize.”

“This wolf ain’t dead,” she says to me.
“This wolf ain’t  never died.
Where conservationists raise hell
This wolf’s right at their side.
This wolf’s right at their side.”

From Albuquerque, Springerville,
To old Reserve and more,
Where lobo lovers organize,
There’s wolf nine-twenty four.
There’s wolf nine-twenty four!

I dreamed I saw a wolf last night,
Alive, right by my door.
“I live,” she howled defiantly.
Brave wolf nine twenty-four.
Brave wolf nine twenty-four.

Lobo’s Lullaby

Sing to the tune of “Hobo’s Lullaby,”  music and original words by Goebel Reeves. New words by Jean Ossorio

Go to sleep, you little lobos,
While the stars shine in the sky.
Hear the night winds softly sighing.
That’s the lobo’s lullaby.

While our family goes out hunting,
In the den we’re snug and warm.
Sister watches out for danger,
Making sure we’re safe from harm.

Dad and brother went a’hunting
On the meadow green and wide.
Shots rang out; a wolf had fallen.
Shots rang out and daddy died.

Out across a grassy valley
Brother looked in vain for prey.
From the road a bullet found him.
Brother won’t come home today.

Go to sleep, you little lobos,
While the stars shine in the sky.
Hear the night winds softly sighing.
That’s the lobo’s lullaby.

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