DESCRIPTION:
album "Arkansas Killing Time"


Ol' Willie's fine: he just takes up with the Devil from time to time.
Buy him a beer, watch that smile cross his face from ear to ear.
You know, I bet it's true: the shit they say he used to do, he probably did.
But things were signed in blood and that's better than your word or swearing with.
I will agree: there's some nights you don't go wanderin' in the trees,
But Willie's fine; he weren't never found guilty of no crime.

Watch him dance with that Colt Walker stickin' out his pants,
And hear him crow; see him wavin' that old hat there to and fro.
You know, I bet he did the same the night he signed his bloody name on to that page,
And there's gonna be some dyin' if Ol' Willie starts to fly into a rage.
He's gonna run outta room to make more notches on his gun.
So many kills; their runnin' out of graves up on that hill.

The reason why he chose that summer night for her to die:
He found Luann in the arms of a slower shootin' man.
Once you cross that line, you know the only thing is time between the kills.
And as you might have known Ol' Willie's grown to like the way it feels.
If he should grin, be careful not to look his way again.
If he should frown, Ol' Willie's gonna dare you to draw down.