| Lyrics: | Oh, my, don't the sky look spacious
With the stars all shinin' down
Well, I can hear
the night wind howlin'
It's a high and lonesome sound
And I ain't had a woman in so
long
I can't feed my starvin soul
Come on, saddle up, boys, we're gonna ride into town
We're gonna get a little out of control
There's a card game in the corner
And the barmaid smiled at me
Well, I tipped her a sliver dollar and
she brought
me a drink for free
All the town-folk call her the cheap one
And the gamblers
call her Flo
Come on, set 'em up again
I got me a friend and I think I'm gettin' out
of control
Oh,oh,oh
She's cool water, her momma taught her
I got news,
she's mine and mine alone
And if anybody's lookin' for trouble
You know I'm the one
you want to try
Well, I'll fight any man who wants to
And I don't care who or
why
You got to gamble on your story
You got no guts, you get no glory
And I'm bettin' my money on an ace in the hole
Think I'm gettin' out of control |
