Strangers

In a town not far, I heard a man lost his friend to the law
So he went to find the wilder side of colonies abroad
He kicked the dust and bit the bullet, riding bare-back Indian style
He tipped his hat and didn’t look back
He’ll be gone for a while
Yeah, he’ll be gone
Well, he came to California with a mighty smug look on his face
Found the very first bar in abum-squat town with all walks of the human race
'Cause sluts lined up and showed him their tits, with a bottle he took in the
side
He wanted to stay but before he could say, he was out like a light
Yeah, he was out
Ain’t it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places
Ain’t it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places
In an abstract way
We can all relate
At least I can, at any rate
When he came to, his gone was gone
His shirt was in a twist
Dog-tired and hungry, with no money
The blood boiled in his fists
He saw a whore and asked her how he’d come to have such luck
And she said, «You don’t look at those hard workin' women that way when you
don’t got a buck
She took the gun 'cause you drank the whiskey»
«I'm sorry, miss, I tell ya
But old bastards like me
Are so hung up on living life
We don’t meditate on courtesy
So, go ahead and shoot me
I ain’t got no where to go»
I’ll have myself a whiskey with a double down below
A double down below
Ain’t it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places
Ain’t it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places
In an abstract way
We can all relate
At least I can, at any rate
As it turned out, the hooker felt right sorry for his soul
She spared his life and said she too felt life was mighty cold
«Well, if I strike it rich,» he cried
«Then you shall have a dress
And if a woman like you could ever love me
Then, I’ll have happiness
Yeah, I’ll have happiness»
Ain’t it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places
Ain’t it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places
In an abstract way
We can all relate
At least I can, at any rate