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

I just jumped the watch man right outside the fence
Took his ring, four bucks in change, 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
Great Northern out of Cheyenne from sea to shining sea

Gotta get to Tulsa first train we can ride
Got to settle one old score one small point of pride
Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon, we'll keep you from the sun
Ain't no bed will give us rest, man, you keep us on the run

Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down
Dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down
Half a mile from Tucson by the morning light
One man gone and another to go my old buddy you're moving much too slow….

We can share the women, we can share the wine…