St. John the Gambler

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St. John the Gambler

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[Verse 1] When she had twenty years, well, she turned to her mother Saying, "Mother, I know that you'll grieve But I've given my soul to St. John the gambler Tomorrow comes time to leave For the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever And dead men lie deep round the door Of the only salvation that's mine for the asking So mother, think on me no more" [Verse 2] And winter held high around the mountain's breast And the cold of a thousand snows Lay heaped upon the forest lea But she dressed in calico For a gambler likes his women fancy And fancy she would be And the fire of her longing would keep 'way the cold And her dress was a sight to see [Verse 3] But the road was long beneath her feet She followed her frozen breath In search of a certain St. John the gambler Stumbling to her death She heard his laughter right down from the mountains And danced with her mother's tears To a funeral drone of calico 'Neath a cross of twenty years To a funeral drone of calico 'Neath a cross of twenty years

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  • Townes Van Zandt