Dust of the Chase

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Ray Wylie Hubbard - Country, Rock

Dust of the Chase

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[Verse 1] I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot A pair of dice and a deck of cards, a Bible in my suit I come here as the cause of tears, just a cryin' shame Seven Stud or Eternal Blood, I'm lookin' for a game [Verse 2] I double-crossed the State of Texas and they give me a little time I taught myself to double-cut the cards and hold scriptures in my mind I learned to love the tumbling dice and to believe the Word Tombstones or rollin' bones, beats anything I ever heard [Verse 3] Patience is a virtue that I don't possess I can't deny that heaven lies beneath a cotton dress How small a part of time we share 'til we hear the sound of wings I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings [Instrumental] [Verse 4] I have walked through God's green pastures, beneath his rich blue skies I've seen the fall of man and the kingdom hidden from their eyes I have heard the roar of thunder, I've felt a lightnin' bolt And when I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take along Samuel Colt [Verse 5] Every night I kiss the cards and I hold them to my breast And when I see the King of Hearts I know that I am blessed And though my eyes are blind sometimes, I know there's somethin' there So when the time's at hand and I kill a man, I say a little prayer [Outro] So I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot A pair of dice and a deck of cards, and a Bible in my suit How small a part of time we share 'til we hear the sound of wings I am lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings How small a part of time we share 'til we hear the sound of wings I am lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings

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  • Ray Wylie Hubbard