Jack Straw - Live at Barton Hall, Cornell University, Ithaca, NY 5/8/77

Lyrics for Jack Straw - Live at Barton Hall, Cornell University, Ithaca, NY 5/8/77

We can share the women We can share the wine We can share what we got of yours 'Cause we done shared all of mine Keep a-rolling Just a mile to go Keep on rolling, my old buddy You're moving much too slow I just jumped the watchman Right outside the fence Took his ring, four bucks in change It ain't that heaven-sent? Hurts my ears to listen Burns my eyes to see Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon Might as well be me We used to play for silver Now we play for life One's for sport and one's for blood At the point of a knife Now the die is shaken Now the die must fall There ain't a winner in the game You don't go home with all Not with all Leaving Texas Fourth day of July Sun so hot, clouds so low The eagles filled the sky Catch the Detroit Lightning out of Santa Fe Great Northern out of Cheyenne From sea to shining sea Gotta get to Tulsa First train we can ride Got to settle one old score One small point of pride Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon We'll keep you from the sun Ain't no bed will give us rest, man You keep us on the run Jack Straw from Wichita Cut his buddy down Dug for him a shallow grave And laid his body down Half a mile from Tucson By the morning light One man gone and another to go My old buddy you're moving much too slow We can share the women, we can share the wine