Song | Me & My Uncle |
Artist | Grateful Dead |
Album | Dick's Picks, Vol. 19 [live] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Phillips | |
Me and my uncle went ridin' down, | |
South colorado, west texas bound. | |
We stopped over in santa fe, | |
That bein' the point just about half way, | |
And you know it was the hottest part of the day. | |
I took the horses up to the stall, | |
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all. | |
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt, | |
It bein' summer, i took off my shirt, | |
And i tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt. | |
When texas cowboys, they's all around, | |
With liquor and money, they loaded down. | |
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame; | |
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game, | |
High-low jack and the winner take the hand. | |
My uncle starts winnin'; cowboys got sore. | |
One of them called him, and then two more, | |
Accused him of cheatin'; oh no, it couldn't be. | |
I know my uncle, he's as honest as me, | |
And i'm as honest as a gamblin' man can be. | |
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw, | |
And i shot him down, lord he never saw. | |
Well i grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw, | |
Shot me another, oh damn he won't grow old. | |
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold, | |
And we high-tailed it down to mexico. | |
I love those cowboys, i love their gold, | |
I loved my uncle, god rest his soul, | |
Taught me good, lord, taught me all i know | |
Taught me so well, i grabbed that gold | |
And i left his dead ass there by the side of the road. |
zuo ci : Phillips | |
Me and my uncle went ridin' down, | |
South colorado, west texas bound. | |
We stopped over in santa fe, | |
That bein' the point just about half way, | |
And you know it was the hottest part of the day. | |
I took the horses up to the stall, | |
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all. | |
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt, | |
It bein' summer, i took off my shirt, | |
And i tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt. | |
When texas cowboys, they' s all around, | |
With liquor and money, they loaded down. | |
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame | |
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game, | |
Highlow jack and the winner take the hand. | |
My uncle starts winnin' cowboys got sore. | |
One of them called him, and then two more, | |
Accused him of cheatin' oh no, it couldn' t be. | |
I know my uncle, he' s as honest as me, | |
And i' m as honest as a gamblin' man can be. | |
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw, | |
And i shot him down, lord he never saw. | |
Well i grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw, | |
Shot me another, oh damn he won' t grow old. | |
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold, | |
And we hightailed it down to mexico. | |
I love those cowboys, i love their gold, | |
I loved my uncle, god rest his soul, | |
Taught me good, lord, taught me all i know | |
Taught me so well, i grabbed that gold | |
And i left his dead ass there by the side of the road. |
zuò cí : Phillips | |
Me and my uncle went ridin' down, | |
South colorado, west texas bound. | |
We stopped over in santa fe, | |
That bein' the point just about half way, | |
And you know it was the hottest part of the day. | |
I took the horses up to the stall, | |
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all. | |
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt, | |
It bein' summer, i took off my shirt, | |
And i tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt. | |
When texas cowboys, they' s all around, | |
With liquor and money, they loaded down. | |
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame | |
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game, | |
Highlow jack and the winner take the hand. | |
My uncle starts winnin' cowboys got sore. | |
One of them called him, and then two more, | |
Accused him of cheatin' oh no, it couldn' t be. | |
I know my uncle, he' s as honest as me, | |
And i' m as honest as a gamblin' man can be. | |
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw, | |
And i shot him down, lord he never saw. | |
Well i grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw, | |
Shot me another, oh damn he won' t grow old. | |
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold, | |
And we hightailed it down to mexico. | |
I love those cowboys, i love their gold, | |
I loved my uncle, god rest his soul, | |
Taught me good, lord, taught me all i know | |
Taught me so well, i grabbed that gold | |
And i left his dead ass there by the side of the road. |