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Lyrics
This Time
Cold but alive (we) set on down the river
Our pockets were empty (but at least) we were dry
The winter left ice (for the) boats to consider
No doubt about it, we travel one way This Time
The winds kept us moving away from the danger
Maybe a sign of some luck on our side
Passed around bottles of rye and tequila
No doubt about it, things will be different this time
This time I've crossed the line, They'll be no relying
On luck she betrays me
I’m leaving all my losing days behind
Pulled into Memphis with the pale dusk to greet us
The marks keep changing but the story’s the same
The riverboats heavy with ladies and gamblers
No way around it, I’m doing the taking this time
Borrowed some clothes from a wealthy young traveler
Picked a few pockets while flashing a smile
Walked with a swagger, no worry for danger
A Mississippi mind got me feeling right on time
This time I get what's mine, they’ll be no denying,
The dice cast across me
I’m leaving all my losing days behind
7 card stud was the game that was played
Familiar old faces with unblinking eyes
The cards started turnin’ my way for the moment
No doubt about it, I know where it’s headed this time
My hand came up and I was made even
The hour had come to return to the night
But as I was standing my sleeve let my guard down
An ace on my chair, my gambit laid bare this time
The rounders let out with sidearms raisin
But my stolen jacket didn’t have my nine
Barrels point at me from every direction
No doubt about it, this time it’s different
Oarman is callin’ I think I can make it
One in the back won’t keep me from taking what’s mine this time