The hangman's water is often sweeter
On these western roads
Know the heat of their travelers
That go downgo down
And backs know the saddles
And boots know the heels
My eyes know the blinder is blackx2
Mouth knows the bit and the brassy taste of it
It's more than my companion should allowx2
Right nowx2
There's nothing my equal, right nowx3
On these western roads
Know the heat of their travelers
That go downgo down
And backs know the saddles
And boots know the heels
My eyes know the blinder is blackx2
Mouth knows the bit and the brassy taste of it
It's more than my companion should allowx2
Right nowx2
There's nothing my equal, right nowx3