We can share the women We can share the wine We can share what we got of yours 'Cause we done shared all of mine

Keep a-rolling Just a mile to go Keep on rolling, my old buddy You're moving much too slow

I just jumped the watchman Right outside the fence Took his ring, four bucks in change It ain't that heaven-sent?

Hurts my ears to listen Burns my eyes to see Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon Might as well be me

We used to play for silver Now we play for life One's for sport and one's for blood At the point of a knife Now the die is shaken Now the die must fall There ain't a winner in the game You don't go home with all Not with all

Leaving Texas Fourth day of July Sun so hot, clouds so low The eagles filled the sky

Catch the Detroit Lightning out of Santa Fe…