Bottle of scotch
Dirty cracked glass
Set myself down in the corner
Bad luck town
Bringing me down
Should have moved on to California
Got me some rope
Tie the dancer down
Turn up the ancient Victrola
Sweet wintertime
Bottle ‘o wine
Slow to untie in the morning
Cash on the barrel
Two bits down
Gotta be enough for three nails
Checked out this morning
Leaving this town
Be crucified for all of my failings
Saddle her up
Grab me my hat
Fill up my canteen with well water
Been here before
Opened that door
Don’t say that I didn’t warn ya
What should I do
These letters from you
Keeping me warm on the trail
Where should I go
Who here should know
At the coastline I plan to set sail
Cash on the barrel
Two bits down
Gotta be enough for three nails
Checked out this morning
Leaving this town
Be crucified for all of my failings
Be crucified for all of my failings