Oh my, don´t the sky look spacious With the stars all shinin´ down Well, I can hear the night wind howlin´ It´s a high and lonesome sound And I ain´t had a woman in so long
I need to feed my starvin´ soul Come on, saddle up boys, we´re gonna ride into town We´re gonna get a little out of control
There´s a card game in the corner And the barmaid smiled at me Well, I tipped her a silver dollar And she brought me a drink for free All the town-folk call her the cheap one And the gamblers call her Flo Come on, set ´em up again I got me a friend And I think I´m gettin´ out of control Oh, oh, oh
She´s cool water, her momma taught her I got news, she´s mine and mine alone
Well, if anybody´s lookin´ for trouble You know I´m the gun you want to try Well, I´ll fight any man who wants to And I don´t care who or why You got to gamble on your story You got no guts, you get no glory And I´m bettin´ my money on an ace in the hole Think I´m gettin´ out of control