We can share the women
We can share the wine
We can share what we got of yours
'Cause we done shared all of mine
Keep a rollin'
Just a mile to go
Keep on rolling, my old buddy
You're moving much too slow
I just jumped the watchman
Right outside the fence
Took his ring, four bucks in change
Now ain't that heaven sent?
Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon
It burns my eyes to see
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon
Might as well be me
We used to play for silver
Now we play for life
And one's for sport and one's for blood
At the point of a knife
Now the die is shaken
Now the die must fall
There ain't a winner in this game
Who don't go home with all
Not with all...
Leaving Texas
Fourth day of July
Sun so hot, the clouds so low
The eagles filled the sky
Catch the Detroit Lightnin'
Out of Santa Fe
The great Northern out of Cheyenne
From sea to shining sea
Gotta get to Tulsa
First train we can ride
Gotta settle one old score
And one small point of pride
There ain't a place a man can hide, Shannon
We'll keep him from the sun
Ain't no bed can give us rest now
You keep us on the run
Jack Straw from Wichita
Cut his buddy down
And dug for him a shallow grave
Laid his body down
Half a mile from Tucson
By the morning light
There's one man gone and another to go
My old buddy you're moving much too slow
We can share the women
We can share the wine
