connie converse – the clover saloon lyrics
i’m just a dusty cowhand, a dusty thirsty soul
i used to keep my money in a pocket with a hole
i’ve got one ambition like wishing for the moon
to drink a gl-ss of pleasure four measure
bulging out and br-mm-ng over at the clover saloon
i was sitting there one evening and feeling i was straight
a fellow called me something i particularly hate
i threw a bottle at him but the fellow ducked too soon
that’s how i lost my credit at the clover saloon
i’m just a dusty cow-hand and brother i am broke
and brother i’m so thirsty i’m going up in smoke
i’ve got one ambition like wishing for the moon
to drink a gl-ss of pleasure four measure
bulging out and br-mm-ng over at the clover saloon
threw the bottle at him and missed him like i said
i broke the bar-room mirror and left it there for dead
i shot him through the middle to make him change his tune
that’s how i lost my credit at the clover saloon
i’m just dusty cow-hand waiting for the worst
they’re hanging me tomorrow in the meadow of my thirst
i’ve got one ambition like wishing for the moon
to drink a gl-ss of pleasure four measure
bulging out and br-mm-ng over at the clover saloon
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