Текст песни Eighteen Inches Of Rain

Not a broke horse on the place
Pickup truck won't go
Tractor lost a wheel 'bout a week ago.
The wind is from the east
Blowing hard across the plain
I'm high and lonesome
Waiting for a change

Just give me one broke horse
With a good fittin' saddle
That's easy on your back
One good woman who makes up the difference
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One last chance to sell my calves
Before the prices go to hell again,
Clear blue skies and eighteen inches of rain.

Coffee's kinda bitter
Is it the water or the pot?
Until I get to town
I'll make do with what I got
The Copenhagen's running low
I should quit it anyways
Me and this ol' outfit
We've both seen better days