Hell or High Water Dust of the Chase Text Lyrics <br />I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot <br />A pair of dice, <br />a deck of cards and a bible in my suit <br />I come her as the cause of tears, <br />I am a crying shame <br />Seven stud or eternal blood, <br />just looking for a game <br />I double crossed the <br />State of Texas and they give me a little time <br />I taught myself to doublecut <br />the cards and hold scriptures in my mind <br />I learned to love the tumblin <br />dice and to believe the word <br />Tombstones or rolling bones <br />beats anything I ever heard. <br />Patience is a virtue that I don't possess <br />And I can't deny that <br />heavan lies beneath a cotton dress <br />How small a part of time <br />we share 'till we hear the sound of wings <br />I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings. <br />I have walked through <br />God's green pastures and seen the rich blue skies <br />I have seen the fall of man and <br />the kingdom hidden from his eyes <br />I have heard the roar of thunder and <br />felt the lightening bolt <br />And when I walk through <br />the valley of the shadow of death I take along <br />Samuel Colt <br />Every night I kiss the cards and <br />hold them to my breast <br />And when I see the king of hearts <br />I know that I am blessed <br />And though my eyes are blind sometimes <br />I know there's something there <br />And when the times at hand and <br />I kill a man, I say a little prayer. <br />I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot <br />A pair of dice, a deck of cards and a bible in my suit <br />How small a part of time <br />we share 'till we hear the sound of wings <br />I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings. <br />How small a part of time <br />we share 'till we hear the sound of wings <br />Lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings.
