"Rule #15 - Four Aces" lyrics
Just another day on these old train tracks
Breakin' a sweat, while breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
Twenty-something years of workin' in the sun
The days are hot, the days are long
Shackles, chains, shovels, and spades
Work me to the bone
No, I'm not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I'll never forget
I'll never forgive him
For what he did
See, I used to be a gambler at the crack of noon
With piles of chips, at Sal's Saloon
When my 4 aces beat his straight
He tried to take my life
But that son of a bitch, the roach of a man
Drew his gun and changed my plans
From livin' life easy to a life behind chains
He shot my woman down
No, I'm not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I'll never forget
I'll never forgive him
For what he did
Just another day on these old train tracks
Breakin' a sweat, while breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
Twenty-something years of workin' in the sun
The days are hot, the days are long
Shackles, chains, shovels, and spades
Work me to the bone
They work me to the bone
They work me to the bone
Breakin' a sweat, while breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
Twenty-something years of workin' in the sun
The days are hot, the days are long
Shackles, chains, shovels, and spades
Work me to the bone
No, I'm not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I'll never forget
I'll never forgive him
For what he did
See, I used to be a gambler at the crack of noon
With piles of chips, at Sal's Saloon
When my 4 aces beat his straight
He tried to take my life
But that son of a bitch, the roach of a man
Drew his gun and changed my plans
From livin' life easy to a life behind chains
He shot my woman down
No, I'm not innocent
And I would do it all again
The devil earned his sin
Wrapped in that worthless waste of skin
I'll never forgive him
I'll never forget
I'll never forgive him
For what he did
Just another day on these old train tracks
Breakin' a sweat, while breakin' my back
Just a couple days on these old train tracks
On my way back home
Twenty-something years of workin' in the sun
The days are hot, the days are long
Shackles, chains, shovels, and spades
Work me to the bone
They work me to the bone
They work me to the bone
Writer(s): Dustan Townsend, Josh Nadeau
