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R.O.C.K. (feat. Tyler Bryant & The Shakedown)
Ray Wylie Hubbard
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I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot A pair of dice, a deck of cards and a bible in my suit I come here as the cause of tears, just a crying shame Seven stud or eternal blood, I'm looking for a game I double crossed the State of Texas and it give me a little time I taught myself to double cut the cards and hold scriptures in my mind I learned to love the tumblin' dice and to believe the word Tombstones or rolling bones beats anything I ever heard 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 till we hear the sound of wings I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings I have walked through God's green pastures beneath these rich blue skies I seen the fall of man and the kingdom hidden from their eyes I have heard the roar of thunder and I've felt the lightening bolt And when I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take along Samuel Colt 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 something there So when the times at hand and I kill a man I I say a little prayer So I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot A pair of dice a deck of cards a Bible in my suit How small a part of time we share till 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 till we hear the sound of wings I am lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings
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