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High Times And Misdemeanors

HIGH TIMES AND MISDEMEANORS

High times and misdemeanors
Sheriff's back in town
There are no losers or winners
When you're this far down
Sirens are blasting
I'm too lost to be found
Lovers can't be choosers
When their guns are in the ground

Lights flashing in passing
They say crime doesn't pay
I'm not saying, I'm just asking
I'll know for sure come judgment day
There's a bucket in the sand filled with bounty
You've got the right of way
I'll probably die in Tulare
But you could still get to L.A.

Call me a thief or a gambler
Either way, I just lost my bet
Time may be running out for me
But there's hope for you, yet

If I could change just one thing
That night out on the terrace…
I'd have taken off your wedding ring

Coyotes howl at that train whistle
Dogs barking at the moon
This old meat has turned to gristle
Probably turn to dust, soon
Time is of the essence
On this last day in June
Meet me at the station
On some other afternoon

Call me a thief or a gambler
Either way, I just lost my bet
Time may be running out for me
But there's hope for you, yet
Hope for you yet
Hope for you yet
Hope for you yet

© 2010 Britta Lee Shain

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