The Chase (Original Version)-Various Artists/John Debney/Delia Derbyshire/Rex Tucker

Various Artists Dust of the Chase 作词：Ray Wylie Hubbard I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot A pair of dice and a deck of cards, a Bible in my suit I come her as the 'cause of tears, I'm just crying shame Seven stud or eternal blood, just looking for a game I double crossed the State of Texas and they give me a little time I taught myself to double cut the cards and hold scriptures in my mind I learned to love the tumbling dice and to believe the word Tombstones or rolling bones, beats anything I ever heard Patience is a virtue that I don't possess And I can't deny that Heaven lies beneath a cotton dress How small a part of time we share till we hear the sound of wings I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings I have walked through God's green pastures, beneath this rich blue skies I have seen the fall of man and the kingdom hidden from their eyes I have heard the roar of thunder, I have felt the lightening bolt And when I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take along Samuel Colt Every night I kiss the cards and hold them to my breast And when I see the King of Hearts, I know that I am blessed And though my eyes are blind sometimes, I know there's something there And when the times at hand and I kill a man, I say a little prayer So, I come down from Oklahoma with a pistol in my boot A pair of dice, and a deck of cards, a Bible in my suit How small a part of time we share till we hear the sound of wings I'm lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings How small a part of time we share till we hear the sound of wings Lost in the dust of the chase that my life brings