http://vk.com/tnawrestling A whiskey bottle sits upon the table, Surrounded by the pound and I have a nervous heart. A dealer dealin' good fate or misfortune, will have you sweatin' bullets for the right cards
The unexpected fear will come to haunt you like a breath of darkness ridin' in the wind, it will drag you to the bowels of evil pretty wild bills, cursed, doesn't ride again.
A deadman's hand, a deadman's fate, hold them once and you may never escape. A deadman's hand, a deadman's fate, everybody fears the Aces and Eights.
A loaded gun hidin' underneath the table r ready for the trigger in case you might go down. You'll either come out standin' like a winner or lyin' in a pine box six feet underground.
A deadman's hand, a deadman's fate, hold them once and you may never escape. A deadman's hand, a deadman's fate, everybody fears the Aces and Eights.
A deadman's hand, a deadman's fate, hold them once and you may never escape. A deadman's hand, a deadman's fate, everybody fears the Aces and Eights.