Salt River

Today I killed my father with a shovel and a shotgun
Now there’s hot news on the wire ‘bout a madman on the run
From what I hear they’re punching out a new batch of badges
Can hear them sniffing in the dark while I’m flipping my matches

Salt River!
Oh yeah!

Saw my faces on a barrow, they were lacking the scars
My mama always told me: you ain’t making it far
Well here I am, cocking my .44
My ma ain’t gonna talk that shit no more

Well son, it’s been ten years down the road
And I can tell you: boy, I’m getting old
But let me tell you something I’ve been told
Never stop digging for that shining gold

And if you got no hand, you still don’t fold
And if you find some girl, you better hold
And if you’re at the crossroads, keep an eye on your soul
And always make your stand till you’re dead and cold

Salt River!
Oh yeah!