Rule #15 - Four Aces Songtext
von Fish in a Birdcage
Rule #15 - Four Aces Songtext
Just another day on these old train tracks
Breakin′ a sweat
Oh, breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
20 something years of working in the sun
The days are hot
Days are long
Shackles, chains
Shovels and spades
Work me to the bone
No, I′m not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I'll never forget
I′ll never forgive him
For what he did
See, I used to be a gambler at the crack of noon
With piles of chips at Sal′s saloon
When my four aces beat his straight
He tried to take my life
That son of a bitch
The roach of a man
Drew his gun, and changed my plans
From livin' life easy to a life behind chains
He shot my woman down
No, I′m not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I′ll never forget
I'll never forgive him
For what he did
Just another day on these old train tracks
Breakin′ a sweat
Oh, breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
20 something years of working in the sun
The days are hot
The days are long
Shackles, chains
Shovels and spades
Work me to the bone
They work me to the bone
They work
Me to
The bone
Breakin′ a sweat
Oh, breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
20 something years of working in the sun
The days are hot
Days are long
Shackles, chains
Shovels and spades
Work me to the bone
No, I′m not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I'll never forget
I′ll never forgive him
For what he did
See, I used to be a gambler at the crack of noon
With piles of chips at Sal′s saloon
When my four aces beat his straight
He tried to take my life
That son of a bitch
The roach of a man
Drew his gun, and changed my plans
From livin' life easy to a life behind chains
He shot my woman down
No, I′m not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I′ll never forget
I'll never forgive him
For what he did
Just another day on these old train tracks
Breakin′ a sweat
Oh, breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
20 something years of working in the sun
The days are hot
The days are long
Shackles, chains
Shovels and spades
Work me to the bone
They work me to the bone
They work
Me to
The bone
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