Dust and dollar signs $

Описание: [Verse 1]
Old boots
Warm gin
Sun bleeding down that sand
My horse knows every dry creek
Better than any man
Spurs ticking like a pocket watch
We stole in Abilene
Dust on my hat brim
And trouble in between

[Chorus]
I been ridin’ on a thin line
Between the gallows and the gold I find
Me and my shadow
And the desert wind that whines
Counting out my days in dust and dollar signs
Yeah
Counting out my days in dust and dollar signs (whoa)

[Verse 2]
We hit that morning payroll
Three miles from Union Town
Jake lit a cheroot
Laughing
While the wagons all lay down
Threw those canvas sacks to Billy
“Boys
That’s freedom in your hands”
Little did we know
It was just more weight than a soul can stand

[Chorus]
I been ridin’ on a thin line
Between the gallows and the gold I find
Me and my shadow
And the desert wind that whines
Counting out my days in dust and dollar signs
Yeah
Counting out my days in dust and dollar signs (oh yeah)

[Bridge]
Round the fire I melt those coins
Watch ‘em glow like evening skies
Pour my sins in crooked molds
Stamp ‘em shut with alibis
Horse just snorts and shakes his head
Like he knows the price I owe
Can’t outrun the wanted posters
But I still try
Slow and low

[Chorus]
I been ridin’ on a thin line
Between the gallows and the gold I find
Me and my shadow
And the desert wind that whines
Counting out my days in dust and dollar signs
Till the desert takes my bones and leaves my shine
Counting out my days in dust and dollar signs (whoa, whoa)