With marianne dissard I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run Got myself a little goldmine to bank on
But one day my heart sank when I saw madame in town I knew her love would be the death of mine
L´amour passait, l´amour obsolète Pourquoi perdre sa vie à chercher l´or d´un coeur? Je ne me noierai pas dans ce désert mystique Je ferme mes comptes et je repars Love is passé and love is obsolete Some spend their whole lives searching for a heart of gold I´m tired of treading water in this desert mystique I´m cashing in my chips before I ride
Do me a favor while I´m hanging here Take this gold and go and hide
Ne gigote pas, chéri, sur ta corde pendu (don´t twist too hard darlin´ on your hangin´ rope) Don´t worry I´ll be free in no time
She promised me she would be there when I´d return She didn´t say she´d have a whole army there as well She whispered, "j´taime baby" as she fired that gun at me (it´s getting late and I´m running out of time) I should´ve stayed way out yonder Better off with the scorpions and snakes Every act which has no heart will be found out in the end Guess I´m a little late this time Cause her love would be the death of mine