If i was a gamblin´ man
never would´a let you play your hand
with a broken down cowboy like me.
´Cause you never can trust your luck
he´s bad news in a pick up truck
a broken down cowboy like me
He´s played every card he´s got
had a good hand but he messed it up
with that bum-around tumble-down heart
Saddlebags full of pain
carries ém around just like a middle name
a losin´streak waitin´ for a dark
Oh he´ll string you along
sing you a lonesome song
but he´ll wind up alone
again
JF
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