charley crockett - ballad of a lonesome drifter كلمات أغنية

he doesn’t say too much, and his throat is dry
what he wants is a bottle of rye

born just to play a bad luck hand
this here’s the tale af a texican

as the night rolls in and the sun goes down
he’ll find himself in a different town

all the good_time women, prophets, drunks, and thieves
will sound find out what the texican means

meixan boots and a stetson hat
gun is slung low with the trigger tied back

these are the marks of a fat man
the kind they call the texican

jingle and spurs on a hardwood floor
a poker game just madе for four
but if you sit in for a card or two
you’ll wind up dead before you’rе through

border wind
border wind
where do you go?
cover my trail tonight

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