Текст песни cowboy junkies - Towne`s Blues
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(Michael Timmins)You`re clean as a widow woman`s washboard, son,stick it in the windPut the mountains to your backthe great plains on your grilletime to take a little spinBoulder looks like the type of townthat I could spend some time,but in Houston they got our name in lightsYou`re clean as a widow woman`s washboard, son,the slab is yours tonightTownes is in the back loungewith his hands in his pocketpulls out two dice and says, `Let`s get at it`Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the floor,Al drops another twenty, Pete heads for the door,Springer`s feeling lucky, sits down for a spell,Oklahoma City and he`s lost his last billJeff is in a bind waiting on sister hicksseven comes a-callingas we cross on into TexasTownes is in the back loungewith a fist full of fiveshe says, `It`s a little bit longbut I`m enjoying this ride`Be careful with the dice when you`re surrounded by otherswith boxcars in their eyesNever count your winnings at hour 23of a 24-hour driveRemember that you`re not the one calling the tunethat`s making those diamonds danceor you`ll be clean asa widow woman`s washboard, son,and those are the factsTownes is in the back lounge cursing at them boneshe says, `Ain`t this fool ever heard of Raton`