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Jack Straw
(专辑: Europe '72 - 1972)
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 on rolling, 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 rings, four bucks in change, ain't that Heaven sent? Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, burns my eyes to see; Cut down a
man in cold blood, Shannon, might as well been 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. And now the
die is shaken, now the
die must fall. There ain't a
winner in the
game, he 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 Lightning out of Sante Fe, The
Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea. Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride. Gotta settle one old score, one small point of pride. There ain't a
place a
man can hide, Shannon will keep him from the
sun Ain't a
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 and laid his body down. Half a
mile from Tucson, by the
morning light, 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.
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