Текст Grateful Dead – Me And My Uncle

Me and my uncle went ridin’ down
South Colorado, West Texas bound
We stopped over in Santa Fe
That bein’ the point just about half way

I took the horses up to the stall
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt
It bein’ summer, I took off my shirt
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt

West Texas cowboys, they’s all around
With liquor and money, they loaded down
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game
High-low jack and the winner take the hand

My uncle starts winnin’; cowboys got sore
One of them called him, and then two more
Accused him of cheatin’; Oh no, it couldn’t be
I know my uncle, he’s as honest as me
And I’m as honest as a Denver man can be

One of them cowboys, he starts to draw
And I shot him down, Lord he never saw
Shot me another, oh damn he won’t grow old
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
And we high-tailed it down to Mexico

I love those cowboys, I love their gold
I loved my uncle, God rest his soul
Taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know
Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold
And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road