Текст песни WoodLore - Timberline Akimbo

Fate looking dim like it's always been
Trouble been 'round since I rolled in
I ran out of luck few years ago
Gotta leave town for another home
Go it alone in the pouring rain
Set it all up, knock it down again
With all that I own in an old jam jar
Beating that trail 'til the scars are far behind

Say my goodbye to the neighbor mare, she spits and turns her head
Said, "Lady, I'll miss your fine red hair, just not those things you said."
One last look at the town I called my home for not too long
This place is just too golden, guys like me just don't belong

Raking old coals
It's the Appleloosa state of mind
And I'm a bad soul
I'm a renegade with hell to find

Fate looking dim like it's always been
Trouble been 'round since I rolled in
I ran out of luck few years ago
Gotta leave town for another home
Go it alone in the pouring rain
Set it all up, knock it down again
With all that I own in an old jam jar
Beating that trail 'til the scars are far behind

Head to the green horizon maybe find myself some shade
In the timberline akimbo 'til I land a new stockade
No use dodging bullets 'cause when all is said and done
I've been running since I got here and I'll run 'til setting sun

Don't know how far
And there ain't no use in asking why
'Cause I'm a lone star
I'll be wanted 'til the day I die

Fate looking dim like it's always been
Trouble been 'round since I rolled in
I ran out of luck few years ago
Gotta leave town for another home
Go it alone in the pouring rain
Set it all up, knock it down again
With all that I own in an old jam jar
Beating that trail 'til the scars are far behind

Fate looking dim like it's always been
Trouble been 'round since I rolled in
I ran out of luck few years ago
Gotta leave town for another home
Go it alone in the pouring rain
Set it all up, knock it down again
With all that I own in an old jam jar
Beating that trail 'til the scars are far behind