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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dallas Burrow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallas Burrow
Songwriter
William Burrow
Songwriter
歌詞
A hard drifter with a guitar
And a twenty dollar bill
A man who hopes that she’s coming back
But knows that she never will
Searching through the dancehalls
For a love that’s never there
Loading up the pistol
‘Cause he feels that no one cares
The strings are like a tonic
They put that music in your veins
Slip into a song
About making money, robbing trains
Things are getting better now
Her face is not so clear
You better keep that guitar handy
It’s gonna be that kind of year
Daddy left no money
You always wish that he had
You spent half your life blaming
All your cares on poor old dad
But you’re afraid to pull the trigger
You’re afraid you’re gonna miss the fun
So you pick up the guitar
And you put away the gun and you strum
The strings are like a tonic
They put that music in your veins
Slip into a song
About making money, robbing trains
Things are getting better now
Her face is not so clear
You better keep that guitar handy
It’s gonna be that kind of year
Written by: Dallas Burrow, William Burrow
