Jack Straw Lyrics - Hundred Year Hall (live) - Grateful Dead

We can share the women 

We can share the wine 

We can share what we got of yours 

'Cause we done shared all of mine 

Keep a-rolling 

Just a mile to go 

Keep on rolling, my old buddy 

You're moving much too slow 

I just jumped the watchman 

Right outside the fence 

Took his ring, four bucks in change 

Now ain't that heaven-sent? 

Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon 

Burns my eyes to see 

Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon 

Might as well be me 

We used to play for silver 

Now we play for life 

One's for sport and one's for blood 

At the point of a knife 

Now the die is shaken 

Now the die must fall 

There ain't a winner in this game 

Who don't go home with all 

Not with all 

Leaving Texas 

Fourth day of July 

Sun so hot, clouds so low 

The eagles filled the sky 

Catch the Detroit Lightning 

Out of Santa Fe 

Great Northern out of Cheyenne 

From sea to shining sea 

Gotta get to Tulsa 

First train we can ride 

Got to settle one old score 

And one small point of pride 

Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon 

Keep him from the sun 

Ain't no bed will give us rest, man, 

You keep us on the run 

Jack Straw from Wichita 

Cut his buddy down 

Dug for him a shallow grave 

And laid his body down 

Half a mile from Tucson 

By the morning light 

One man gone and another to go 

My old buddy you're moving much too slow 

We can share the women 

We can share the wine