Whiskey, Food and Dice

[Verse 1] I rolled into Savannah with a deck of marked-up cards, A silver tongue, a borrowed coat, and pockets full of yarns. I sold the judge a gold mine and the preacher bottled rain, Then caught the midnight freight before they learned my proper name. [Chorus] I’ve been running down the road, boys, running all my life, Trading empty promises for whiskey, food and dice. But every crooked mile I roam just leads me back to that— A warm light in a window and a place to hang my hat. [Verse 2] I charmed a widow in Mobile and swore my heart was true, Said I owned a thousand acres and a river steamboat too. But she looked me in the eye and said, “I know just what you are— A lonely man who tells tall tales ’cause honesty leaves scars.” [Chorus] I’ve been running down the road, boys, running all my life, Trading empty promises for whiskey, food and dice. But every crooked mile I roam just leads me back to that— A warm light in a window and a place to hang my hat. [Banjo Breakdown] Pick it fast and pick it clean, I’m the finest rogue you’ve ever seen! One step forward, two steps back— With the sheriff riding on my track! [Verse 3] Now I’m standing at her doorway with no aces up my sleeve, No land, no gold, no steamboat—just a heart she might believe. I said, “Darlin’, I’m a grifter, but I’m tired of moving on. If you’ll let me plant some roots here, I’ll admit where I’ve gone wrong.” [Final Chorus] I’m done running down the road, boys, running from my life, Done trading empty promises for whiskey, food and dice. I laid my deck upon the fire and never took it back— Now there’s a warm light in the window And my hat hangs by the door. Yes, there’s a warm light in the window— I ain’t wandering anymore.