Diablo Dead-Eye
album: Drifter's Wind (1985), track 6 of 10
author: Chuck Pyle
publisher: Bee 'n' Flower Music BMI
Born in the center of a storm Conceived in a human form Set down in a town near Spirit Lake Every morning my eyes'd water So many years on the fire water Just to see what an old body could take Red-eye's a raw bourbon Hits a man like a hurricane Roots had better be deep when the hurricane blows Rain rained and the river overran Wind blew and I could not stand My roots were shallow CHORUS Diablo dead-eye Drinkin' red-eye by the bottle Diablo dead-eye Drinkin' red-eye till I'm hollow One night in the red-eye bourbon An angel appeared with a sermon Said life'll be good as you settle for The dust don't settle for less than the rain A man finds relief from pain Threw my bottle down and walked the door CHORUS I'm going to die of old age With the cactus and the sage Seep into the sand with the water But I'll rise up again In a tumbleweed stem Roll on the high plains forever CHORUS Diablo dead-eye Takin' every curve full throttle Diablo dead-eye Getting' my nerve from the bottle CHORUS
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