Θυμάρι

So long, and thanks for all the fish !

Firin’ Line – John Campbell

Drove into town / In a Cadillac
1300 miles  / Watching my back
I saw two rabid dogs  / Fighting in the street
They’s as mean as the woman / I came to meet

My body’s aching  / My mind ain’t right
I know she’s out there  / In the nightJ.C.
And she’s waiting on me

She’s a Pistol with a trigger happy mind
And I’m her target
On the Firin’ Line / The Firin’ Line

I talked to a priest / With a chiseled tooth
He told me, Boy / You best be bullet proof
She’s a daughter of the coyote clan
And the rumor has it / You’re a dead meat man
If you had sense  / You’d turn and run

Well, she’s on fire / And she’s got a gun
She’s got a gun

She’s a Pistol with a trigger happy mind
And I’m her target
On the Firin’ Line / The Firin’ Line

Well, I followed her tracks / To the river’s edge
Back to the spot / Where we made our bed
A Silver moon / A glint of steel
Her sweet payback / For my dirty deal

Lightnin swift / Black night air
Night of the huntress
And I’m trapped in her lair
In in her lair

She’s a Pistol with a trigger happy mind
And I’m her target
On the Firin’ Line / The Firin’ Line

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