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Slip Jigs And Reels

Slip Jigs And Reels

(album: Jewel In The Crown - 1995)

He was barely a man in his grandfather's coat
Sewn into the lining a ten shilling note
Goodbye to the family, farewell to the shore
Till I taste good fortune you'll see me no more

Now the boat on the ocean tossed like a cork
Then one fine morning they sighted New York
He stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air
Hello land of plenty, I've come for my share

And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slip jigs and reels

There's talk of a pistol, and some say a knife
But all are agreed there was somebody's wife
A dreadful commotion, a terrible fight
He left a man dead and ran into the night

On a train to St. Louis, just one jump ahead
He slept one eye open, a six-gun in bed
He dreamt of the mountains and green fields of home
While crossing the plain where the buffalo roam

And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slip jigs and reels

A bad reputation's a hard thing to bear
Mothers pour scorn, and children they stare
So he found consolation in flash company
Things ain't so bad with a girl on each knee

Oh, they called him The Kid, and by 21
All that he knew was the power of the gun
And by 23, he'd shot 5 men down
That got in his way as he rambled around

And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slip jigs and reels

There's bones on the desert and buzzards that fly
In the highest of circles, just wishing he'd die
But in manners of cruelty, it must be said
A landlord will pick your bones before you're dead

It was wild mescaleros I heard someone say
In the deadliest ambush near old Santa Fe
And the young buck was taken, dressed in a coat
And inside the lining a ten shilling note

And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall
Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheel
But he took most delight in the slip jigs and reels

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