Lyrics
There once was a gambler and Wesley was his name
He'd ride many a mile for the chance to play his game
And the life line surrounded his eyes, so they say
Like the highways he'd travel on his way
They speak of a lady who stopped to rest a while
As weary of the rounders as she was of the miles
On that hot dusty day as she watched him at his play
She thought she heard something deep inside her say
Oh, young Wesley, take me away
Oh, young Wesley, take me away
She could tell he was an outlaw like she'd felon with before
She saw herself beside him and on the run once more
But it pained him to remember the life of darkness he'd once led
He told her of a man left lying dead
So she told him of the ghosts far from lying cold and still
Of windy prairie nights with their lonely haunting chill
How she still could see the faces of the robbers that moved on
Passed before her till the first sun rays of dawn
Oh, young Wesley, take me away
Oh, young Wesley, take me away
Well people there that knew him say they saw the change come 'round
Like the grateful smiling laughter of a wanderer who's been found
But the lady wondered still what kind of game was left to play
And as they saddled up to leave some heard her say
You live life as a gambler all along the San Joaquin
In your eyes remain the stories of the times that you have seen
But your smile across the campfire makes the dream alive again
Like a spirit free to glide across the plain
Oh, young Wesley, take me away
Oh, young Wesley, take me away
Oh, young Wesley, take me away