Played Out

Trail's gone cold, here comes the rain Been chewin' on willow bark to hold back the pain Puttin' juice in the wound, lettin' it drain Holes in my buckskins, still wet with bloodstains Been pushin' too hard, and goin' insane Lord, don't let this journey be all in vain 'Cause I'm played out, down to my last draw This bitin' feelin' is startin' to gnaw It's the saddest picture you ever saw Played out and ridin', rough ragged and raw Stayin' up on the ridge, tryin' to keep the high ground Shoulder is throbbin' and I'm wearin' down Shamrock's head is bobbin' and I don't hear the hound After five days and nights followin' the sound Sam done went silent, is nowhere to be found Oh wait, I see him, lyin' there on the ground Oh, he's played out, thorns stuck and blood raw Torn plumb all to pieces, done worn off his paw Then old Sam let out his last dyin' bay call So I dug him a grave, covered it all