I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run
Got myself a little goldmine to bank on
But one day my heart sank when I saw Madame in town
I knew her love would be the death of mine
(L'amour passait, l'amour obsolte.
Pourquoi perdre sa vie chercher l'or d'un coeur?
Je ne me noierai pas dans ce d©sert mystique.
Je ferme mes comptes et je repars.)
Love is passe and love is obsolete
Some spend their whole lives searching for a heart of gold
I'm tired of treading water in this desert mystique
I'm cashing in my chips before I ride
Do me a favor while I'm hanging here
Take this gold and go and hide
Don't twist too hard darlin' on your hangin' rope
(ne gigote pas ch©ri sur ta corde pendue)
Don't worry I'll be free in no time.
She promised me she would be there when I'd return
She didn't say she'd have a whole army there as well
She whispered, "J'taime Baby," as she fired that gun at me.
It's getting late and I'm running out of time
I should've stayed way out yonder better off with the scorpions and snakes
Every act which has no heart will be found out in the end
I'm a little late this time, cause her love
Would be the death of mine, mine, all mine
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Written By JOEY BURNS
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