Tragic Life

(album: Fork In The Road - 2007)

I'm a long way from home
I don't know where I'll go
I ain't slept in days
And the water's running low
Got a posse at my back
And bullet in my side
Lord I gotta keep on moving
Find a good place to hide
Well they tried to take me in
For shooting down a man
He got what he deserved
They'll have to catch me if they can

I feel my blood running colder every day
I know that soon this old body be laying beneath the clay

I came home from the range
And the moon was shining bright
Saw two shadows moving
Like demons in the night
I felt my body tremble
As I saw them lying there
A stranger with my wife
I drew the pistol that I wear

Oh, and I feel my blood running colder every day
And I know that soon this old body be laying 'neath the clay

I shot him in the back
As he was making for the door
I stood over a man
That I knew I'd seen before
His hand was on his chest
And I knew I'd gone too far
When I opened up his vest
And I saw that silver star

Oh, and I feel my blood flowing colder every day
And I know that soon this old body be laying 'neath the clay
And I feel my blood flowing colder every day, oh
And I know that soon this old body be laying 'neath the clay