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lyrics
I didn’t think about the card table sharks in those old country bars,
Till I was old enough to go and sit down.
I didn’t think that there was that much harm in hanging onto hearts,
Until I found out that flush means you drown.
And like cowboys of old I grabbed my rifle and I rode to the sunset,
Oh the sunset,
On a trail where the old men claim there’s a border town,
Where the card sharks don’t lie,
Where all the maidens catch your eye and the sunset,
Oh the sunsets,
Let a man forget about the cards he’s been hanging on.
It was colder and the night was growing bolder I was getting tired,
So I pulled off the trail and started a fire.
With the dark came the songs of lonely dogs singing at the moon,
In the desert that night I was one of them too.
And like cowboys of old I grabbed my rifle and I rode to the sunset,
Oh the sunset,
On a trail where the old men claim there’s a border town,
Where the card sharks don’t lie,
Where all the maidens catch your eye and the sunset,
Oh the sunsets,
Let’s a man forget about the hearts he’s been hanging on.
Oh that he’s hanging on.
I rode up to the horizon,
And touched the setting sun.
And like cowboys of old I grabbed my rifle and I rode to the sunset,
Oh the sunset,
On a trail where the old men claim there’s a border town,
Where the card sharks don’t lie,
Where all the maidens catch your eye and the sunset,
Oh the sunsets,
Let a man forget about the hearts he’s been hanging on.
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