One Hour Ahead of the Posse
Hey music lovers! Today, I want to introduce you to a hidden gem from the legendary Sam Cooke. The song is called “One Hour Ahead of the Posse,” and it was released in 1960 as part of the album “The Wonderful World of Sam Cooke.”
Now, let’s dive into the composition history of this captivating tune. “One Hour Ahead of the Posse” features the incredible talent of Don Ralke & His Orchestra, who bring a unique and mesmerizing sound to the track. The combination of Sam Cooke’s soulful vocals and the orchestra’s lush arrangements creates a truly magical listening experience.
But what does the song mean? Well, “One Hour Ahead of the Posse” tells the story of a man who is constantly on the run, always staying one step ahead of trouble. It’s a metaphor for the fast-paced and unpredictable nature of life. The lyrics are filled with vivid imagery and poetic language, painting a picture of a life lived on the edge.
This song has had a significant influence on the music industry. It showcases Sam Cooke’s incredible vocal range and his ability to convey emotion through his singing. The combination of his soulful voice and the orchestra’s lush arrangements creates a unique sound that has inspired countless artists over the years.
If you’re a fan of Sam Cooke or just love discovering new music, I highly recommend giving “One Hour Ahead of the Posse” a listen. It’s a hidden gem that deserves more recognition. You can find the song on the album “The Wonderful World of Sam Cooke.”
So, what are you waiting for? Take a trip back in time and immerse yourself in the captivating world of Sam Cooke. Trust me, you won’t be disappointed!
For more information about Sam Cooke, you can visit his personal page. If you want to dive deeper into the history of “One Hour Ahead of the Posse,” check out this detailed article.
Happy listening!
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One Hour Ahead of the Posse – Sam Cooke lyrics
🎵 Let’s sing along with the lyrics! 🎤
One hour ahead of the posseThe bloodhounds are hot on my trailLast night I shot my sweetheartThis morning I broke out of jailMy Pinto is tired and hungryAnd I’m feeling weary and warmWe started ahead of the posseAnd we got to keep going onThe sherrif aswored he would get meHe’s riding with 20 and 5But I’m not afeared of that posseThey never will get me aliveOne hour ahead of the posseNo turning to left or to rightWe must win the race to the riverOr there’ll be a hanging tonightOne hour ahead of the posseNo time for remorse or regretBut somehow her eyes still haunt meHer laughter is taunting me yetIt started the night that I met herShe kissed me and vowed she would careI traded the gold in my pocketTo fondle the curls in her hairShe lied when she told me she loved meShe lied with each kiss that she gaveShe lied to the moment I caught herAnd now she lies still in her graveOn hour ahead of the posseThe night is a-coming on fastWe must win the race to the RioAnd well shake that old posse at lastWe’re nearing the end of our journeyAnd now I’m inside of my goalAt last we’ve beaten the posseMay the Lord have mercy on my soul(May the Lord have mercy on his soul)