Wallet

Hit me once for broke

Hit me two for the road

Well, Abilene was a scream and a curse

Tell another joke before I go

For better, or baby, for worse

Back when high was high, and low was low

And ten cent would buy you the matinee show

Give a damn who the star, the theatre was dark

And took you away with a glow

If I had a dollar for every wallet I stole

Oh, I'd buy this whole town

The judge and the pound

I'd let all them bad dogs go

But I don't, so I'll spend my last on the wind

For she runs through my veins like home

I took it spinning, love, with the top down

Rode her three times down the Highway Nine

May have broke a bone, oh I don't know

Anyway, I'm still alive

A haunted heart don't beat but once a week

The rest is only echoes

A parade of ghosts and dirty sheets

From Govalle to Jericho

Well, if I had a dollar for every wallet I stole

Oh, I'd buy this whole town

The judge and the pound

I'd let all them bad dogs go

But I don't, so I'll spend my last on the wind

For she runs through my veins like home