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Dead Mans Hand
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Kind of a weird one I made up sitting by a pool a few days ago with a bun. For those who dont know, a dead mans hand was the hand Wild Bill Hickok was holding when he was shot playing poker in the late 1800's (two 8's, two aces, and some say a queen)
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Just getting back into this after a long hiatus. I purchased a used Korg d16 - 16 track recorder around the Fall of 2009 for $ 100.00 and I haven't touched a recorder in nearly 25 years. That was in the 1980's with a Tascam Porta 01-4 track. Things have come a long ways. The guitars and music equipment came out of a long hibernation soon after.
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Genre
Blues Blues Rock
Charts
Peak #240
Peak in subgenre #86
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September 17, 2012
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MP3 5.7 MB 128 kbps 6:16
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Lyrics: Twas a meeting on a friday on the 13th day in June A table and two chairs beneath a full moon Dont know where he came from, the man with red eyes It was A game that would become the start of my demise The stakes were high beneath the sky, no limits on the bets They say he aint been beaten, but he aint played me yet. "Deal the hand my friend", he said with a snied The Devil has no friends and you aint no friend of mine. The man anted his pool. He said, "I dont play fair" "We play by house rules and you are a stranger in my lair" "Just deal the hand old man" I said. "Deal it straight away" Those words would come to haunt me on that fateful day Two aces and two eights I can hit a full house. A queen is no lady when she sits in the Devils house "Hit me with another" I said. Its time to make a stand To my surprise before my eyes behold a dead mans hand You pay the price for your debts When its time to collect You pay the price for your debts When its time to collect Its time to reap what you sow, you played a hefty debt The sweat on your face shows and its time to collect Cant turn your back on what you owe, you wont make it out alive Its time for you to go I have another game at five When you bet hand, here is my advice to you You cant beat a man who wears the Devils shoes When the time is right, then you will understand When you bet your life on a game of Dead Mans Hand. Chorus: You may fill your heart with love You may empty out your soul You may live your life Above Or serve your time down Below The hand from your deck May not be what you expect When you take your last breath Then its time to collect When you place your bets In a game of life or death Dont play with neglect There is no room to guess When the time to clear your desk Reveals the secrets in your chest The wicked never rests When its time to collect
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