21.3.01
The Ballad of Tom Billings
Came in outta the sun with his hair on fire
No one ‘round here’d seen his like before
With his singin’ spurs and his tumbleweed heart
He’s a man on a mission
If he can find one good man
He can rest at last
One good man in this city of saints
One good man
One good man
One good man
Her hands are tired and her boots are worn
No one here remembers
The way she smiled when he walked in
Like she’d made a decision
If she can find one good man
She can rest at last
One good man in this city of saints
One good man
One good man
One good man
(repeat)
Repeat 1st verse
No one ‘round here’d seen his like before
With his singin’ spurs and his tumbleweed heart
He’s a man on a mission
If he can find one good man
He can rest at last
One good man in this city of saints
One good man
One good man
One good man
Her hands are tired and her boots are worn
No one here remembers
The way she smiled when he walked in
Like she’d made a decision
If she can find one good man
She can rest at last
One good man in this city of saints
One good man
One good man
One good man
(repeat)
Repeat 1st verse