Текст (слова) песни: cowboy junkies - Towne`s Blues
(Michael Timmins)
You`re clean as a widow woman`s washboard, son, stick it in the wind Put the mountains to your back the great plains on your grille time to take a little spin Boulder looks like the type of town that I could spend some time, but in Houston they got our name in lights You`re clean as a widow woman`s washboard, son, the slab is yours tonight
Townes is in the back lounge with his hands in his pocket pulls out two dice and says, `Let`s get at it`
Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the floor, Al drops another twenty, Pete heads for the door, Springer`s feeling lucky, sits down for a spell, Oklahoma City and he`s lost his last bill Jeff is in a bind waiting on sister hicks seven comes a-calling as we cross on into Texas
Townes is in the back lounge with a fist full of fives he says, `It`s a little bit long but I`m enjoying this ride`
Be careful with the dice when you`re surrounded by others with boxcars in their eyes Never count your winnings at hour 23 of a 24-hour drive Remember that you`re not the one calling the tune that`s making those diamonds dance or you`ll be clean as a widow woman`s washboard, son, and those are the facts
Townes is in the back lounge cursing at them bones he says, `Ain`t this fool ever heard of Raton`
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