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Oh, my, dont the sky look spacious With the stars all shinin down Well, I can hear the night wind howlin Its a high and lonesome sound And I aint had a woman in so long I cant feed my starvin soul Come on, saddle up, boys, were gonna ride into town Were gonna get a little out of control Theres a card game in the corner And the barmaid smiled at me Well, I tipped her a sliver dollar and She brought me a drink for free All the town-folk call her the cheap one And the gamblers call her flo Come on, set em up again I got me a friend and I think Im gettin out of control Oh,oh,oh Shes cool water, her momma taught her I got news, shes mine and mine alone And if anybodys lookin for trouble You know Im the one you want to try Well, Ill fight any man who wants to And I dont care who or why You got to gamble on your story You got no guts, you get no glory And Im bettin my money on an ace in the hole Think Im gettin out of control