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 here as the cause of tears
Just a cryin' shame
Seven, stud, or a turn of blood
I'm lookin' for a game
I double crossed the state of Texas
And they gimme a little time
I taught myself to double cut the cards
And hold scriptures in my mind
I learned to love the tumblin' dice
And to believe the word
Tombstones and rollin' bones beats anything I ever heard
Patience is a virtue that I don't posses
I can't deny that heaven lies beneath the cotton dress
How small a part of time we share til 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
Beneath his rich blue skies
I seen the fall of man
And the Kingdom isn't from their eyes
I have heard the roar of thunder
I felt a lightnin' bolt
And when I walk through the valley of the shadow of d**h
I take along Samuel Colt
Every night I kiss the cards and I hold them to my breast
And when I see the king of hearts I know that I am blessed
Though my eyes are blind sometimes I know there's somethin' there
So when the time is at hand and I k** 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 til 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 til we hear the sound of wings
I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings
*** Thanks Nick for these lyrics