A prayer, written in the bathtub for Bald Samson and the Jawbones, the only tune they ever performed.
lyrics
There's outlaws gathering at the crossroads
And they're laying all their booty on the ground
And crab grass is breaking through the sidewalk
And the first rays of morning are coming 'round
Tall Riley busted up his peanuts
And shelled them out to all his enemies
Then he swan-dived into the East River
And breast-stroked on out to sea
Chorus:
I'm finally willing and able
I'm ready to roll, can't you see?
Oh, Great Crap Shooter,
Won't you lay a bet on me?
Margaret told Sweet William
"I ain't fond of roses anymore
"Them briars are crowding up your tombstone
"And the aroma just don't live up to the lore"
The moonshiner sat down with his demons
That already took his father and his son
And you never heard the likes of what he told them
He said, "Kiss me one last time and then be gone"
(Chorus)
Now I don't know much about bridges
But when I see a good one, I surely take a stroll
Cause there's no other way to keep my boots from soaking
And I'd gladly make a change and pay the toll
I'm plum tired of trouble
And I'm all done with running away
And if I hear one more lonesome cowboy song
I'll build a chapel and there forever stay
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