Ray Wylie Hubbard - Dust of the Chase lyrics

I come down from Oklahoma with
A pistol in my boot
A pair of dice and a deck of cards
A Bible in my suit
I come here as the cause of tears
Just a cryin' shame
Seven Stud or Eternal Blood
I'm lookin' for a game

I double-crossed the State of Texas and
They give me a little time
I taught myself to double-cut the cards
And hold scriptures in my mind
I learned to love the tumbling dice
And to believe the Word
Tombstones or rollin' bones
Beats anything I ever heard

Patience is a virtue that I don't possess
I can't deny that heaven lies
Beneath a cotton dress
How small a part of time we share
'til we hear the sound of wings
I'm lost in the dust of the
Chase that my life brings

I have walked through God's green pastures
Beneath his rich blue skies
I've seen the fall of man and
The kingdom hidden from their eyes
I have heard the roar of thunder
I've felt a lightnin' bolt
And when I walk through the valley of the
Shadow of death I take along Samuel Colt

Every night I kiss the cards and
I hold them to my breast
And when I see the King of Hearts
I know that I am blessed
And though my eyes are blind sometimes
I know there's somethin' there
So when the time's at hand and I kill a man
I say a little prayer

So I come down from Oklahoma with
A pistol in my boot
A pair of dice and a deck of cards
And a Bible in my suit
How small a part of time we share
'til we hear the sound of wings
I am lost in the dust of
The chase that my life brings
How small a part of time we share
'til we hear the sound of wings
I am lost in the dust of
The chase that my life brings