This Old Ghost - Madam's Of The Old West lyrics

He finished his bottle of Rye and kissed his girl goodbye Said dont lose any sleep over this, its a catch only money can fix He started off west in the night under the moon lit sky With every dig of his spur, he moves further from her while humming his song of return Oh I, Im coming back Ill make it back to you Dont worry your head youll soon forget When youre in my arms He made it to deadwood by three was given his salary Along with a task for the dawn, so he rode off still humming his song But Aslan is empty and tired collapsing underneath a tree, He succumb to defeat, he too is feeling weak, breakdown in the Merciless heat But I, Im coming back Ill make it back to you Dont worry your head youll soon forget When youre in my arms He drained out his fathers canteen onto his desert tongue Stopped by a man who offers his hand, then takes everything that he can He looks to the sky and he screams, Ive made a promise I cant keep, these nights have been colder than cold without my love to hold and I fear this may not be a dream. Darlin Im sorry but I wont make it back to you The sadness will pa**, our love will last This much is true Now I lay here to die holding your photograph The desert has won, my limbs growing numb and tears streaming down