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I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot

A pair of dice and a deck of cards and a Bible in my suit

I come here as a cause of tears, just as a cryin' shame

Seven Stud or Eternal Blood, I’m a-lookin' for a game

I double-crossed the State of Texas and they gave me a little time

I taught myself to double-cut the cards, hold scriptures in my mind

I learned to love the tumbling dice and to believe the Word

Tombstones or rollin' bones beats anything I ever heard

Patience is a virtue that I do not possess

And I can’t deny that heaven lies beneath a cotton dress

How small a part of time we share 'til we hear the sound of wings

I’m lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings

I have walked through God’s green pastures, beneath the rich blue skies

I’ve seen the fall of man, kingdom hidden from his eyes

I have heard the roar of thunder and I’ve felt the lightnin' bolt

And when I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take along Samuel

Colt

Every night I kiss the cards and I hold 'em to my breast

And when I see the King of Hearts I know that I am blessed

And though my eyes are blind sometimes, I know there’s somethin' there

So when the time’s at hand and I kill a man, I say a little prayer

So I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot

A pair of dice and a deck of cards and a Bible in my suit

How small a part of time we share 'til we hear the sound of wings

I am lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings

How small a part of time we share 'til we hear the sound of wings

I am lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings

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