Madams Of The Old West

He finished his bottle of rye and kissed his girl goodbye

Said don’t lose any sleep over this, it’s a catch only money can fix

He started off west in the night under the moon lit sky

With every dig of his spur, he moves further from her while humming his song of return

Oh i, i’m coming back i’ll make it back to you

Don’t worry your head you’ll soon forget

When you’re in my arms

He made it to deadwood by three was given his salary

Along with a task for the dawn, so he rode off still humming his song

But aslan is empty and tired collapsing underneath a tree,

He succumb to defeat, he too is feeling weak, breakdown in the merciless heat

But i, i’m coming back i’ll make it back to you

Don’t worry your head you’ll soon forget

When you’re in my arms

He drained out his fathers canteen onto his desert tongue

Stopped by a man who offers his hand, then takes everything that he can

He looks to the sky and he screams,

I’ve made a promise i can’t keep, these nights have been colder than cold without

My love to hold and i fear this may not be a dream.

Darlin i’m sorry but i won’t make it back to you

The sadness will pass, our love will last

This much is true

Now i lay here to die holding your photograph

The desert has won, my limbs growing numb and tears streaming down