Bullhead City
作曲 : Bayliss, Cinninger
Send me on home boys the cattle retire.
Wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears.
Been 7 weeks now I home once again.
A warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin.
Seven card stud is the deal I require.
With outlaws and beggars and lawmens and liars,
The whiskey will flow 'til the dam runs dry.
Makes 'em grow crazy with that fire in their eyes.
My fortune was made but I've lost it twice.
My timing was off every time I tried.
When all circumstances have worn me thin,
I take my last chance and I'm home again.
If the timing were right I'd stay with you tonight...
The ladies are dancing and spinnin' around.
Smoke rings and big dreams will lay you right down.
But soon I'll be leaving this magic behind,
To the dust of my cattle with too much sunshine.
Send me on home boys the cattle retire.
The wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears.
It's been 7 weeks now I home once again.
A warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin.
My fortune was made but I've lost it twice.
My timing was off every time I tried.
When all circumstances have worn me thin,
I take my last chance and I'm home again.
My fortune was made but I've lost it twice.
My timing was off every time I tried.
When all circumstances have worn me thin,
I take my last chance and I'm home again.
If the timing were right I'd stay with you tonight...
Bullhead CityLRC歌词
作曲 : Bayliss, Cinninger
Send me on home boys the cattle retire.
Wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears.
Been 7 weeks now I home once again.
A warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin.
Seven card stud is the deal I require.
With outlaws and beggars and lawmens and liars,
The whiskey will flow 'til the dam runs dry.
Makes 'em grow crazy with that fire in their eyes.
My fortune was made but I've lost it twice.
My timing was off every time I tried.
When all circumstances have worn me thin,
I take my last chance and I'm home again.
If the timing were right I'd stay with you tonight...
The ladies are dancing and spinnin' around.
Smoke rings and big dreams will lay you right down.
But soon I'll be leaving this magic behind,
To the dust of my cattle with too much sunshine.
Send me on home boys the cattle retire.
The wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears.
It's been 7 weeks now I home once again.
A warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin.
My fortune was made but I've lost it twice.
My timing was off every time I tried.
When all circumstances have worn me thin,
I take my last chance and I'm home again.
My fortune was made but I've lost it twice.
My timing was off every time I tried.
When all circumstances have worn me thin,
I take my last chance and I'm home again.
If the timing were right I'd stay with you tonight...
