In the cool of the evening she calls me to dance
My back's about broken from choppin' the plants
My soul is so thirsty I can't sleep at night
She walks in my dreams, brings me delight
I was born to the workers to toil and to strife
My father before me he worked all his life
He took nothing for granted, he said, Son
never
bend
This heart that's been broken only her love can mend
Some men could give you ranches and rivers
With fences of barbed wire to keep out the cold
But me, I got nothin', no titles to nothin'
Just a love and a fire more precious than gold
Your daddy works me in the ground, he knows something's goin' down
Would you pack your things and run with me?
Tomorrow at sunrise with the dew on the cotton
They'll cut loose the watchdogs when they see that we're gone
The smile of my sweet one asleep on the car seat
Ten miles to the border where we will be free
Some men could give you ranches and rivers
With fences of barbed wire to keep out the cold
But me, I got nothin', no titles to nothin'
Just a love and a fire more precious than gold
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- Panhandle Rambler
- B4 84
- Satisfied At Last
- Honky Tonk Masquerade
- Miscellaneous
- Streets Of Sin
- Musta Notta Gotta Lotta
- Lord Of The Highway
- Live At Liberty Lunch
- The Best Of Joe Ely 20th Century Masters The Millennium...
- Live Chicago 1987
- Live Shots
- Settle for Love
- Lord of the Highway & Dig All Night
- The Definitive Collection
- The Best Of Joe Ely
- Dig All Night
- Oxford American Southern Music Issue 2014
- 93.3 KGSR Broadcasts, Volume 18
- Texans Live from Mountain Stage