Tom Russell - Just A Closer Walk (With Augie Blood) lyrics

rate me

My name is August Geramiah Blood

And my people come from Germany and other places I can’t pronounce

Now ‘m a federal marshal by job and a baster creature

And my motto it’s: Capture on, covert ‘em, I kill ‘em

And I drive in a cover Wag and pull by four views

Ones call Mathieu, Mark, Luke and John

You’re the gossip view

And I got ____(?) on piano in the back of my waggin’

I play all hams, s I run throw that territory

Crack and murders and others sconks and I’m washed in the blood of Jesus

And I come into that Indian territory

With God, spiritual music,

Now got me like Smith on West

School feel forty five pistols

Took if off the Jessy James

I got a Remington, new army, sony ____(?) as hell

And a piece working, forty five

And in my left booth I carry a snifh and western

Pocket thirty three

And you an call and caught someone with it

And the final word it’s the set of

American twelve cage, shut gun,

Split out of white gas and sure it rage and break down five ridges and a shit

Throw on the predigest

But all it comes is egual in eyes of God

And Oggy blood