Texas Dolly (J. Kale Gilgore Tribute)

Текст песни The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Texas Dolly (J. Kale Gilgore Tribute)

Texas Dolly LyricsLIGHT THE WAY
THE POT OF GOLD
WAITS FOR HANDS, FOR MY HANDS
DIAMONDS UNLEASHED
ON THREE MEN
ONE SPIN, TWO LIGHTS, THREE SOUNDS

A sphere to determine my fate
Second twelve to triple up, sit and wait
All you can eat $13.95
The lounge act is really good tonight
Look into the faces of these Roman gods
As they lead you to the floral patterned paradise
Moving without walking, in all directions
Mandatory currency change
Snake eyes and boxcars on green felt
Royalty on sailboats. in the old west
There'll be a showdown at the Taj tonight
Circular patterns of baked clay

Take my throne aside
The one-eyed jack on the button first to act shuffle
My checks with my right

Reading super system in my mind - what would Doyle Brunson do?
Possible straight draw on the board - the action comes to
Push my life. (under the eye from above)
One last hope (that he will lay it)
Down to this (he noticed my tell)
Calls my bluff

Back to the automatic dispenser of paper so I can dream again