Townes' Blues Lyrics

	作曲 : 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
	And Boulder looks like the kind 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, got his hands in his pocket
	Pulls out two dice, says, "Let's get at it"
	Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the floor
	Al drops another twenty and
	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
	HicksSeven comes a calling, as we cross on into
	TexasTownes is in the back lounge, got his 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 twenty three
	Of a twenty four hour drive
	Remember that you're not the one
	Calling the tunes
	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?"

	zuo qu : 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
	And Boulder looks like the kind 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, got his hands in his pocket
	Pulls out two dice, says, " Let' s get at it"
	Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the floor
	Al drops another twenty and
	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
	HicksSeven comes a calling, as we cross on into
	TexasTownes is in the back lounge, got his 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 twenty three
	Of a twenty four hour drive
	Remember that you' re not the one
	Calling the tunes
	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?"

	zuò qǔ : 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
	And Boulder looks like the kind 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, got his hands in his pocket
	Pulls out two dice, says, " Let' s get at it"
	Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the floor
	Al drops another twenty and
	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
	HicksSeven comes a calling, as we cross on into
	TexasTownes is in the back lounge, got his 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 twenty three
	Of a twenty four hour drive
	Remember that you' re not the one
	Calling the tunes
	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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