The Game

Well I laid my cards down
Poured all my money in
Laughed and hollered boys
Looks like I've won the hand again
Another gambler started raging
And then he cursed me for a cheek
My coat revolver found its mark
As we bolt up to our feet
Shot him down, shot him down
That is the end of the game
I spurred the horse to racin' from town
To make my way
Sheriff was close behind, he was in no mood to play
He caught me just past sunset, my horse was all broke down
I fell as he closed in, I wasn't goin' back to town
Shot him down, shot him down
That is the end of the game
I headed west towards the mountains
To find a place where I could rest
I came upon a friendly farmer
Who asked if I could be his guest
At night he drew his double barrel
Said, "I'll have to turn you in"
My coat revolver started speaking
And it found its mark again
Shot him down, shot him down
That is the end of the game
Shot him down, shot him down
That is the end of the game