Covers count (Watchtower, El Paso, etc.).
Well, me and my uncle went ridin’ down
South Colorado, West Texas bound.
We Stopped over in Santa Fe,
That bein’ the point just about halfway,
And you know it was the hottest part of the day.
Leaving Texas, fourth day of July
Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky
Catch the Detroit Lightning out of Santa Fe
The Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea
All you need is a left hand monkey wrench…
Get on the wire, switch operator to write,
Cause the monkey’s got the main line sewed up tight.
Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you’d better, watch your speed.
Your streets run deep with poisoned wine
Your doorways crawl with fear
You’d better get back to Tennessee, Jed.
I may be going to hell in a bucket, Baby,
but at least I’m enjoying the ride.
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it’s been.
I’m goin’ where the winds don’t blow so strange…
Down, down by the docks of the city,
Blind and dirty asked me for a dime,
A dime for a cup of coffee
I got no dime but I got time to hear his story.
A lotta poor man make a five dollar bill, keep him happy all the time.
All I’m asking for is ten gold dollars
I could pay you back with one good hand.
It goes to show, you don’t ever know, ya’ better watch each card you play, play 'em slow…
Sometimes the cards ain’t worth a dime
If you don’t lay 'em down
I been gamblin’ herabouts for ten good solid years,
If I told you what went down, it would burn off both of your ears.
I cut my deck to the Queen of spades,
but the cards were all the same.
I can tell the Queen of diamonds by the way she shines.
Dust off those rusty strings just one more time—Gonna make 'em SHINE…
the bottle was dusty
the liquor was clean