Rule #15 - Four Aces

Just another day on these old train tracks Breakin' a sweat Oh, breakin' my back Just a couple days on these old train tracks On my way back home 20 something years of working in the sun The days are hot Days are long Shackles, chains Shovels and spades Work me to the bone No, I'm not innocent And I would do it all again The devil earned his sin Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin I'll never forgive him I'll never forget I'll never forgive him For what he did See, I used to be a gambler at the crack of noon With piles of chips at Sal's saloon When my four aces beat his straight He tried to take my life That son of a bitch The roach of a man Drew his gun, and changed my plans From livin' life easy to a life behind chains He shot my woman down No, I'm not innocent And I would do it all again The devil earned his sin Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin I'll never forgive him I'll never forget I'll never forgive him For what he did Just another day on these old train tracks Breakin' a sweat Oh, breakin' my back Just a couple days on these old train tracks On my way back home 20 something years of working in the sun The days are hot The days are long Shackles, chains Shovels and spades Work me to the bone They work me to the bone They work Me to The bone