narrow escape
lamontagne, ray
dreaming of tropical signs
she knelt over him weeping
feeling the weight of his crimes
it seems he cut a man down in a tennessee town
and he's just licking his wounds for a spell
but it won't take long for the boys to catch on
and soon he'll be running like hell
this ain't no time for that ball and chain
climb on that pony and ride like you never done
well their love it was long
and for a while she forgot his sins
and she kissed him for love
she kissed him one time for a kid
well they came in without a warning in the hours before morning
they come-a blasting through the windows and walls
and when the smoke it did clear
somebody cried out he ain't here
killed ourselves a woman that's all
this ain't no time for that ball and chain
climb on that pony and ride like you never done