Night is falling as this old Chevy leaves behind the sunset An ageing bandit is at the wheel his foot pressed firmly to the floor The rear view mirror only shows storm clouds giving chase Drivers eyes are steel cold grey His strong hands could pack heat or hay A runner from a cinema western all he got was a box office take Left the clerk for dead and a pretty usher bleeding Laid his hands on them both in a moment of guilty prayer Only death escaped with the driver of that ageing impala Hitched a ride to keep score knowing the trail wouldnt go cold The bandit knows theres fewer days in front of him Fast approaching dead mans curve squeezing the last psi out of that dirty V8 His appointment with jimmy dean will most certainly be met All scores will be settled all gambling debts honoured R P Edwards
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 11:27:58 +0000
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