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Jack Straw (Live at Spectrum, Philadelphia, November 6, 1979)

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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 a 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 ring, four bucks in change Now 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 be me We used to play for silver Now we play for life One's for sport and one's for blood At the point of a knife Now the die is shaken Now the die must fall There ain't a winner in this game Who don't go home with all Not with all Leaving Texas Fourth day of July Sun so hot, clouds so low The eagles filled the sky Catch the Detroit Lightning Out of Santa Fe Great Northern out of Cheyenne From sea to shining sea Gotta get to Tulsa First train we can ride Got to settle one old score And one small point of pride Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon Keep him from the sun Ain't no bed will give us rest, man You keep us on the run Jack Straw from Wichita Cut his buddy down 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

388曲 | 2014

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