收聽Seals & Crofts的Dust On My Saddle (LP版)歌詞歌曲

Dust On My Saddle (LP版)

Seals & Crofts2005年2月8日

Dust On My Saddle (LP版) 歌詞

Dust On My Saddle (LP版) - Seals/Crofts

Dust on my saddle mud on my boots

 

A coupla empty saddle bags except for two old suits

 

I'm tired and I'm hungry worried as can be

 

Last night I saw a poster and they're still after me

 

They claim we were in Clinton last year in the month of June

They said on the night of the seventeen in Katy's old saloon

 

A man was shot in cold blood in a friendly poker game

 

I don't know how it happened but somehow I got the blame

 

Dust on my saddle mud on my boots

 

A coupla empty saddle bags except for two old suits

 

I'm tired and I'm hungry worried as can be

 

Last night I saw a poster and they're still after me

 

Well I've worked up in the gold mines and I've logged up in the hills

Come spring I'd drive the herds up

Come fall I'd work the mills

Well I've done most ev'ry kind of work from letter A to Z

 

I guess I'll be a ridin' now the past is chasing me

Dust on my saddle mud on my boots

 

A coupla empty saddle bags except for two old suits

 

I'm tired and I'm hungry worried as can be

 

Last night I saw a poster and they're still after me

 

Six years now since that fateful day my ridin' days have ceased

 

Well I'm hidin' out in Kansas now

They think I am a priest

 

I'm carryin' a Bible instead of a forty five

 

Rememberin' that poster sayin'

"Dead or Alive"

 

The Sunday sermon's over

I look out towards the bar

 

Several men are comin' one has on a star

Well I guess this time they caught me runnin' ain't no use

This robe will never stop them

They think they know the truth

 

But now the star is speaking he says that I am free

 

These years I spent a-runnin' they didn't have to be

 

Well they caught their man

Six years ago right after I left town

 

My ridin' days are over now and I can settle down

Dust on my saddle mud on my boots

 

A coupla empty saddle bags except for two old suits

 

I'm tired and I'm hungry worried as can be

 

Last night I saw a poster and they're still after me

 

Dust on my saddle mud on my boots

 

A coupla empty saddle bags except for two old suits

 

I'm tired and I'm hungry lonely as can be

 

 

I'm bound for Carolina and my family