Beard #4

i'm tradin in all my possesions, why i ain't gonna say it
no hidden message in the bottle that i emptied today
saved some money in my pants and now it seems crystal-clear
all i need's a couple pistols and a horse with a beard, because
i'm in love with the sound of strings about to break
shiver within the night's cold hand you can't shake, uh-uh, no sir
maybe you think i seen too many movies, living a dream
but i can tie a gallows knot quick using only my teeth
your head is covered from the sun and it's fiery rose
i'm a-gonna shoot your hat clean off, if you get too close, watch me
i can draw two pictures at once with one hand
imagination is a virtue in this land, mm-hmm, yes sir, storms a'comin
i found a town called 'peligro', and i rode right in
hit the bottle, looked around and saw the ivory skins
they kicked me out for playing music that they said was too weird
it's hard to understand a man that rides a horse with a beard, because
i'm in love with the sound of strings i've got to break
shiver within the night's cold hand you can't shake, uh-uh, no sir
the time is comin for the stories that we secretly fear
waters risin, pausing long enough to act as a mirror
it's good bye consequence