When the Chips Are Down Songtext
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When the Chips Are Down Songtext
Well I ain′t one for runnin' when I see trouble comin′ an' the chips are down
Well I ain't one for runnin′ when the bad guys are comin an′ the chips are down
I gotta snappy trigger finger thats a-ready to squeeze
I got an icy cold stare that'll make you freeze
I ain′t scared of nothin' an′ I ain't one for bluffin′ when the chips are down
When the Rat Packs are hidin' an' the lawmen are ridin′ an′ the ace is black
There's a piano-honkin′ an' a-soon stop a-talkin′ when the kid gets back
He got a colt 45 an' it can fill you with lead
An′ you won't know what hit you right but that you will be dead
I ain't scared of nothin′ an′ I ain't one for bluffin′ when the chips are down
When the chips are down, when the chips are down
There's a boodle for the losers an′ a skinful for the boozers every town
When the chips are down, when the chips are down
There's a coyote a-howlin′ an' the sheriffs get a-poundin' in every town
Yeah
I′m a-hell a-bent for leather, I can change it like the weather, when the chips are down, down, down, down
Be a loner be a rider, a loser an′ a hider when the chips are down
If you're ridin′ into town an' there′s a price on your head
Then you won't know what hit you right but that you will be dead
′Cos you got some pills, I got a baby that'll kill you when the chips are down
When the chips are down, when the chips are down
There's a boodle for the losers an′ a skinful for the boozers of every town
Oh, when the chips are down, when the chips are down
There′s a coyote a-howlin' an′ the sheriffs get a-poundin' in every town
I′m a-hell a-bent for leather, I can change it like the weather when I'm down
Well I ain′t a-one for bluffin' an' I ain′t a-scared of nothin′ when I'm down
Well I ain't one for runnin′ when the bad guys are comin an′ the chips are down
I gotta snappy trigger finger thats a-ready to squeeze
I got an icy cold stare that'll make you freeze
I ain′t scared of nothin' an′ I ain't one for bluffin′ when the chips are down
When the Rat Packs are hidin' an' the lawmen are ridin′ an′ the ace is black
There's a piano-honkin′ an' a-soon stop a-talkin′ when the kid gets back
He got a colt 45 an' it can fill you with lead
An′ you won't know what hit you right but that you will be dead
I ain't scared of nothin′ an′ I ain't one for bluffin′ when the chips are down
When the chips are down, when the chips are down
There's a boodle for the losers an′ a skinful for the boozers every town
When the chips are down, when the chips are down
There's a coyote a-howlin′ an' the sheriffs get a-poundin' in every town
Yeah
I′m a-hell a-bent for leather, I can change it like the weather, when the chips are down, down, down, down
Be a loner be a rider, a loser an′ a hider when the chips are down
If you're ridin′ into town an' there′s a price on your head
Then you won't know what hit you right but that you will be dead
′Cos you got some pills, I got a baby that'll kill you when the chips are down
When the chips are down, when the chips are down
There's a boodle for the losers an′ a skinful for the boozers of every town
Oh, when the chips are down, when the chips are down
There′s a coyote a-howlin' an′ the sheriffs get a-poundin' in every town
I′m a-hell a-bent for leather, I can change it like the weather when I'm down
Well I ain′t a-one for bluffin' an' I ain′t a-scared of nothin′ when I'm down
Writer(s): Neville Holder, Jim Lea Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com