Wallet

Lyrics

Hit me once for broke Hit me two for the road Well, Abilene was a scream and a curse Tell another joke before I go For better, or baby, for worse Back when high was high, and low was low And ten cent would buy you the matinee show Give a damn who the star, the theatre was dark And took you away with a glow If I had a dollar for every wallet I stole Oh, I'd buy this whole town The judge and the pound I'd let all them bad dogs go But I don't, so I'll spend my last on the wind For she runs through my veins like home I took it spinning, love, with the top down Rode her three times down the Highway Nine May have broke a bone, oh I don't know Anyway, I'm still alive A haunted heart don't beat but once a week The rest is only echoes A parade of ghosts and dirty sheets From Govalle to Jericho Well, if I had a dollar for every wallet I stole Oh, I'd buy this whole town The judge and the pound I'd let all them bad dogs go But I don't, so I'll spend my last on the wind For she runs through my veins like home