(wolf howl)
Find the day
at the bottom of the badlands
A madman's mustache
waxes, shadows and happenstance
Muddy boots
Cross his broken lips
And his peacemaker's gone
naked at his hip
he cries: ohh
he cries: oh oh ohhhh ooo
I ain't got no place to rest my bones
I ain't got no place to steer my steed
A dandy riding solo
dark skies take the lead
I ain't got no place to call my home
I ain't got no place to spin my wheels
A broken bottle in my hand
dirty end of the deal
Shadows gone
empty heart achin'
ain't moving on
a long eyed bull took the horns
he ain't leaving no push or pull
Lonely hills, hold the deeds he done
long time coming
double down
can't make it living on the run
he cries: ohh
he cries: oh oh ohhhh ooo
I ain't got no place to rest my bones
I ain't got no place to steer my steed
A dandy riding solo
Dark skies take the lead
I ain't got no place to call my home
I ain't got no place to spin my wheels
A broken bottle in my hand
Dirty end of the deal
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