Jack Straw (Live at Austin Municipal Auditorium, Austin, TX, 11/15/71)

We can share the women, we can share the wine

We can share what we got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine

Keep on rollin', just a mile to go

Keep on rollin' my old buddy, you're movin' much too slow

I just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence

Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain't that Heaven sent?

Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, it burns my eyes to see

Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon, it might as well've been me

We used to play for silver, now we play for life

One's for sport and one's for blood at the point of a knife

Now the die is shaken, now the die must fall

There ain't no winner in this game, he don't go home with all

With all

Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July

Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky

Catch the Detroit Lightning out of Santa Fe

The Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea

Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride

Gotta settle one old score, one small point of pride

Ain't a place a man can hide, will keep him from the sun

Ain't a bed can give us rest now, you keep us on the run

Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down

Dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down

Half a mile from Tucson by the morning light

One man gone and another to go

My old buddy, you're moving much too slow

We can share the women, we can share the wine

I feel constrained to explain to you

That what's happening is all of a sudden

We just hit a whole bunch of humidity with our instruments

And they're reacting to it and going out of tune with regularity