Telluride

Keeper of the four winds Whisper through the canyons I'm bettin' on a royal flush I Heard about the gold rush Stole a piece from the sun From the Mountains of the San Juan She got a Whisky and a red dress They say the wicked don't need no rest Pocket just as empty as the day I came to town Father please forgive me as I lay my burden down Ain't no bright white light Just an emptiness inside The last train out of Telluride A Mustang and a six gun Hell Wish I had another one Trouble everywhere you look And I Put a bullet in the good book Pockets full of empty like the day I came to town Father please forgive me as I lay my burden down Ain't no bright white light Just an emptiness inside The last train out of Telluride Ain't no bright white light Just an emptiness inside The last train out of Telluride