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Wind is warm as mother’s milk, steady as a siren

Though my whiskers smell of soap, my pistol smells of iron

This front porch is higher than, the rest of this poor town

I piss every day away, watch the sun go down

If I was a gamblin’ man, the way I used to be

Those downtown gals would gather ‘round, Just to watch the likes of me

And those lazy bones would tumble, Those lazy bones would roll

I’d pick out my downtown gal, give her all my gold

Verse

Once a year this old hotel fills up at harvest time

Mexicans and Gypsy kids, mostly friends a mine

They all come in at sundown, fill my whiskey glass

They sit and sing a song with me, let the evenin’ pass

For in the old days I worked with them, I worked till the work was done

The crew we had back in those days, we where always number one

Northward with the seasons, Southward in the fall

Till I got hurt in the oil patch, boys I had it all

Solo

Verse

(This year we had no rain at all, not a single crop came in)

(Nothin’ moves on Main Street now but an Oklahoma wind)

And I am just a shadow, of the man I used to be

And I wish I had someone to sing ‘The Long Black Veil’ with me