Recorded January 19, 2020 with an iPhone X using an Epiphone Masterbilt Century De Luxe Classic through a white Fishman PROLBX500
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With a coat of silver-slick
She was lightning quick
We'd run through the night
And hide in the light
We never tired of it
We didn't need much
A peacemaker, widowmaker, guitar in clutch
Down the road
We would go
Earning a bit of gold
I'd sing for our dinner
And dance for our drink
Pass my hat for tips
Just enough for what we need
I'd sing for our dinner
And dance for our drink
Pass my hat for tips
Get us through another week
Through the pass to the next little town
Where booze was flowing all around
Some got wild
Some got hurt
Someone rode away with her
I drew the Colt from my belt
One shot took his health
The others ran
They got scared
The judge knew how I felt
I sang for our dinner
And danced for our drink
Passed my hat for tips
But never did we sleep
I sang for our dinner
And danced for our drink
Then we got out of there
Before they came after me
We got hit at the edge of town
Sheriff and the boys were all around
Shots were fired
Some of them fell
I was hit and it burned like hell
We didn't have much
Rations were slim there was blood in my clutch
The steed was fine
I was hurt
Closed my eyes and left this earth
I'd sing for our dinner
And dance for our drink
Earned myself a pine box
So she could bury me
I'd sing for our dinner
And dance for our drink
The blonde haired bandit
Saddled up my steed
A coat of silver-slick
She was lightning quick
They ran through the night
And hide in the light
They never tired of it
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