I'm in a Pickle

I’m in a pickle
I ain’t got a nickel
Stuck in the middle
And I’m running away
I can’t pound this
Cold, cold ground
I’m going where the palm trees sway
I’m running away
Raised up right in Manitoba
Cold comes early and the wheat won’t grow
Momma was kind daddy was surly
And I never met a soul that I did not know
My friend Earl liked to borrow
All sorts of things that he found
He told the Mounties it was me
Adios I’m sou’west bound
Three thousand miles of US border
Picked my point in the dark of the night
Left the land of peace and order
Drove to Reno messy and bright
Sure was fun when I walked through the door
The dice were clicking and the whiskey was free
Three hours later it got quiet
Everybody was looking for me
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Hallelujah
I am on a train
Someone forgot to lock the lock
And I am free again
Dirt road northern Utah
Found myself with the sheriff’s old gun
Shot my foot when I touched the trigger
I could barely hobble when I needed to run
Parked myself in Annabelle’s kitchen
Lord she was mad when she saw what I’d done
Snuck out the back, sat in the bushes
Waited for the hounds to come
Ah Tucson bright and sunny
Newly wed, nearly dead
Got a young wife who looks at me funny
Is it something I did, is it something I said
Came to me late one night
Three songs shy of the end of a show
That the only thing I did learn
Was how much I did not know
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