Wallet

Hit me once for broke, hit me two for the road

Well, Abilene was a scream and a curse

But tell another joke before I go

For better or, baby, for worse

Well, back when high was high, and low was low

And ten cent would buy you the matinee show

Give a damn who the star, the theatre was dark

And took you away with the glow

But if I had a dollar for every wallet I stole

Oh, I'd buy this whole town, the judge, and the pound

I'd let all them bad dogs go

But I don't, so I'll spend my last on the wind

For she runs through my veins like gold

I took a spin in love with the top down

Rolled her three times off of Highway 9

May have broke a bone, oh, I don't know

Anyway, I'm still alive

A haunted heart don't beat but once a week

The rest is only echo

Parade of ghosts and dirty sheets

From Govell to Jericho

But if I had a dollar for every wallet I stole

Oh, I'd buy this whole town, the judge, and the pound

I'd let all them bad dogs go

But I don't, so I'll spend my last on the wind

For she runs through my veins like gold