Dust of the Chase Lyrics
| Song | Dust of the Chase |
| Artist | Ray Wylie Hubbard |
| Album | Loco Gringos Lament |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hubbard | |
| 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 her as the cause of tears, I am a crying shame | |
| Seven stud or eternal blood, just looking for a game | |
| I double crossed the State of Texas and they give me a little time | |
| I taught myself to doublecut 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 | |
| And I can't deny that heavan 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 and seen the rich blue skies | |
| I have seen the fall of man and the kingdom hidden from his eyes | |
| I have heard the roar of thunder and 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 king of hearts I know that I am blessed | |
| And though my eyes are blind sometimes, I know there's something there | |
| And when the times at hand and I kill a man, I say a little prayer. | |
| 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 | |
| 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. | |
| How small a part of time we share 'till we hear the sound of wings | |
| Lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings. |
| zuo ci : Hubbard | |
| 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 her as the cause of tears, I am a crying shame | |
| Seven stud or eternal blood, just looking for a game | |
| I double crossed the State of Texas and they give me a little time | |
| I taught myself to doublecut 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 | |
| And I can' t deny that heavan 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 and seen the rich blue skies | |
| I have seen the fall of man and the kingdom hidden from his eyes | |
| I have heard the roar of thunder and 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 king of hearts I know that I am blessed | |
| And though my eyes are blind sometimes, I know there' s something there | |
| And when the times at hand and I kill a man, I say a little prayer. | |
| 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 | |
| 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. | |
| How small a part of time we share ' till we hear the sound of wings | |
| Lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings. |
| zuò cí : Hubbard | |
| 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 her as the cause of tears, I am a crying shame | |
| Seven stud or eternal blood, just looking for a game | |
| I double crossed the State of Texas and they give me a little time | |
| I taught myself to doublecut 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 | |
| And I can' t deny that heavan 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 and seen the rich blue skies | |
| I have seen the fall of man and the kingdom hidden from his eyes | |
| I have heard the roar of thunder and 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 king of hearts I know that I am blessed | |
| And though my eyes are blind sometimes, I know there' s something there | |
| And when the times at hand and I kill a man, I say a little prayer. | |
| 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 | |
| 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. | |
| How small a part of time we share ' till we hear the sound of wings | |
| Lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings. |
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