Dust of the Chase
Album: Delirium Tremolos
Dust of the Chase
Said 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 cryin’ shame
Seven stud or eternal blood, I’m lookin’ for a game
I double crossed the state of Texas and they gave me a little time
I taught myself to double cut the cards and hold scriptures in my mind
I learned to love the tumblin’ die and to believe the word
Tombstones and rollin’ bones, beats anything I ever heard
Patience is a virtue that I don’t possess
And 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 am lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings
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 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 hold them to my breast
And when I see the kind of hearts, I know that I am blessed
And though my eyes are blind sometimes I know there’s something there
So when the time’s at hand and I kill a man I, I say a little prayer