We can share the ribbon,
we can share the wine
We can share what we got of yours
Cause we don't share
all of mine
Keep on rollin',
just a mile to go
Keep on rollin', my old buddy
You're movin' much too
slow
I just jumped the watchman,
right outside the fence
Took his rings for bucks and change,
ain't that hell of sin
Hurts my ears to listen, shit
Burns my eyes to see
Cut down a man in cold blood, yeah,
might as well be me
We used to play for silver,
now we play for life
An d once was born,
and once with love, born of a knife
An d now the diamond's shame,
now the diamond's fall
There ain't a winner in the game,
he don't go home with all
Not with all
Leaving
Texas, fourth day of
July
Sun so hot, the clouds so low,
eager to fill
The great
Northern out of
Cheyenne from sea to shining
sea
Got to go to
Tulsa, first train we can ride
Got to settle one old score,
one small point of pride
There ain't a place that
man can hide,
Shannon
We'll keep him
from the sun
Ain't a bed can give us rest now
You keep us on the run
Jack
Straw from
Wichita cut his body down
The upper hill was shallow grave
he 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 movin' much too slow
We can share the women,
we can share the wine
you