Dust on My Saddle — текст песни (Seals and Crofts)

(lyrics and music by James Seals, 1966)
From the album DIAMOND GIRL (1973).

Chorus: Dust on my saddle, mud on my boots.
A coupla empty saddle bags except for two old suits.
I`m tired and I`m hungry, worried as can be.
Last night I saw a poster and they`re still after me.
They claim we were in Clinton last year in the month of June.
They said on the night of the 17th in Katy`s old saloon.
A man was shot in cold blood in a friendly poker game.
I don`t know how it happened but somehow I got the blame.
Repeat chorus.

Well I`ve worked up in the gold mines and I`ve logged up in the hills.
Come Spring I`d drive the herds up, come Fall I`d work the mills.
Well I`ve done most ev`ry kind of work from letter A to Z.
I guess I`ll be a-ridin` now the past is chasing me.
Repeat chorus.

Six years now since that fateful day my ridin` days have ceased.
I`m hidin` out in Kansas now, they think I am a priest.
I`m carryin` a Bible instead of a .45.
Rememberin` that poster sayin` "Dead or Alive."
Repeat chorus.

The Sunday sermon`s over, I look out towards the bar.
Several men are comin`, one has on a star.
Well I guess this time they caught me, runnin` ain`t no use.
This robe will never stop them, they think they know the truth.

But now the star is speaking, he says that I am free.
These years I spent a-runnin`, they didn`t have to be.
Well they caught their man six years ago right after I left town.
My ridin` days are over now and I can settle down.
Repeat chorus.

Dust on my saddle, mud on my boots.
A coupla empty saddle bags except for two old suits.
I`m tired and I`m hungry, lonely as can be.
I`m bound for Carolina, and my family!