Waylon Jennings - Everglades - Текст песни

He was born and raised around Jacksonville a nice young man bout the kind to kill

But the jealous fight and the flashing blades sent him on the run through the evrglades

Running like the dog through the everglades

Where a man can hide and never be found and never have fear of the baying hounds

Better keep movin' don't stand still if the skeeters don't get him in Gatersville

If the skeeters don't get him in the Gatersville

[ harmonica ]

Well the Possy went in and he came back out

And said he'll die and there ain't no doubt

It's an eye for a nice so the death is fate in monthless long in the everglades

A man can't live in the everglades

But a man can hide...

[ harmonica ]

Now the years went by and his girl was wed

His family gave up they thought he was dead

Now and then the people would say they had seen him runnin' through the everglades

Runnin' like the dog through the everglades

Where a man can hide...