Alkali Songtext
von Tom Russell

Alkali, here′s mud in your eye
You've been lost in the desert twenty-five years or more
Your whiskey streams and your gold field dreams
Well, lady luck won′t let you dark her door
And they tell me you're a ghost of a man, Lord, I believe it's true
And they say you had a woman once, but she turned her back on you
You old gold mining, hobo, dry well, desert rat, Alkali


Put the bacon on to fry
Well, the sun′s coming up and the mule′s waiting for his grain
It's just a one-room shack by the Santa Fe track
It′s an old lick of earth that's screaming for a drop of rain
And there′s a time for work and a time
For play and a time for lying down
The road might lead to the rainbow's end, a dusty old desert town
You old gold mining, hobo, dry well, desert rat, Alkali

Alkali, there′s a buzzard in the sky
And he's a-counting his chances on a-picking your skin-flint bones
Oh, raise your hand and throw a curse on the land
They're going to find you one day lying ′neath an unmarked stone
Well, the desert is a lonely place for a man to lose his head
They tell me when you start to talking to
Yourself, Lord, you might as well be dead
You old gold mining, hobo, dry well, desert rat, Alkali

Alkali, Alkali
You old gold mining, hobo, dry well, desert rat, Alkali
Alkali, Alkali
You old gold mining, hobo, dry well, desert rat, Alkali