Lirik Lagu Devil Pays in Gold - Jason Boland & the Stragglers
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
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Gus checked his pocket-watch it was a quarter past nineHe caught a train to Baton Rouge and bought a copy of the times.Pulled out a faded picture of a woman with coal black hairShe had gone out east and he prayed he’d find her there.
She met a gambler who said hailed from New OrleansGus knew he fancied her but she wanted him too it seemedHe followed the trail of broken stories till he heard that she left town,She was packed and gone by the time he turned around
He talked to the man a while that had tore the ticket stubsIf he finds that son of a bitch he was gonna spill that Cajun bloodThere would not be a mojo man who would save him from that dayHe had crossed the line and there was hell to pay
Well the 10 o’clock from San Antone it departed right on timeHe lit up a cigarette as the tracks began to whineThe Texas heat had felt like hell without his woman thereThe Spanish maiden with the coal black hair
Chorus:You’re gonna live and die by the blade and you’ll reap what you sowCause life the things that happens on our way to growing oldIf the truth was known to woman she could steal her lover’s soulShe knows that the devil pays in gold.
The pulled into the station and he packed his cap and ballHe went to check the hotels if he needed to check them allHe knew all he had to do was to find a game of cardsHe could drop the ace of spades on the queen of hearts
He found the downstairs card room where the high rollers stayedOne chair stood empty from the last table left to playHe pulled a stool up to the bar but he could not see a thingTill a loud mouth Yankee bet his lady’s ring
Pulled a pistol on the desk clerk cause he would not take a bribe and then he shoutedGive me their number and you might walk out aliveThe next thing from the clerk’s lips was the number forty-fourAnd he pointed upstairs and he ran on out the door
He found the room and was ready to go insideHe put a boot to the door and it flew open wideThe gambler he reached for his gun but he would not get a shotGus had his aim and he let that hammer drop
Chorus
The gambler lay before him he was sprawled across that chairBut where was his maiden with the coal black hairHe didn’t know she stood behind him, she had gone for wine and breadHe hit the floor when her bullet struck his head.
Chorus
She met a gambler who said hailed from New OrleansGus knew he fancied her but she wanted him too it seemedHe followed the trail of broken stories till he heard that she left town,She was packed and gone by the time he turned around
He talked to the man a while that had tore the ticket stubsIf he finds that son of a bitch he was gonna spill that Cajun bloodThere would not be a mojo man who would save him from that dayHe had crossed the line and there was hell to pay
Well the 10 o’clock from San Antone it departed right on timeHe lit up a cigarette as the tracks began to whineThe Texas heat had felt like hell without his woman thereThe Spanish maiden with the coal black hair
Chorus:You’re gonna live and die by the blade and you’ll reap what you sowCause life the things that happens on our way to growing oldIf the truth was known to woman she could steal her lover’s soulShe knows that the devil pays in gold.
The pulled into the station and he packed his cap and ballHe went to check the hotels if he needed to check them allHe knew all he had to do was to find a game of cardsHe could drop the ace of spades on the queen of hearts
He found the downstairs card room where the high rollers stayedOne chair stood empty from the last table left to playHe pulled a stool up to the bar but he could not see a thingTill a loud mouth Yankee bet his lady’s ring
Pulled a pistol on the desk clerk cause he would not take a bribe and then he shoutedGive me their number and you might walk out aliveThe next thing from the clerk’s lips was the number forty-fourAnd he pointed upstairs and he ran on out the door
He found the room and was ready to go insideHe put a boot to the door and it flew open wideThe gambler he reached for his gun but he would not get a shotGus had his aim and he let that hammer drop
Chorus
The gambler lay before him he was sprawled across that chairBut where was his maiden with the coal black hairHe didn’t know she stood behind him, she had gone for wine and breadHe hit the floor when her bullet struck his head.
Chorus
