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the clover salon - connie converse lyrics

[chorus]
i’m just a dusty cowhand, a dusty, thirsty soul
i used to keep my money in a pocket with a hole
i’ve got one ambition
like wishing for the moon:
to drink a glass of pleasure, full measure
bulging out and brimming over at the clover saloon

[verse 1]
i was sitting there, one evening and feeling i was straight
a fella called me something i par*ti*cu*larly hate
i threw a bottle at him, but the feller ducked too soon
that’s how i lost my credit at the clover saloon

[chorus]
i’m just a dusty cowhand and brother, i am broke
and brother, i’m so thirsty i’m going up in smoke
i’ve got one ambition
like wishing for the moon:
to drink a glass of pleasure, full measure
bulging out and brimming over, at the clover saloon

[verse 2]
threw the bottle at him and missed him, like i said
i broke the bar room mirror and left him there for dead
i shot him through the middle to make him change his tune
that’s how i lost my credit at the clover saloon
[chorus]
i’m just a dusty cowhand, a*waitin’ for the worst
they’re hanging me tomorrow, in the middle of my thirst
i’ve got one ambition
like wishing for the moon:
to drink a glass of pleasure, full measure
bulging out and brimming over at the clover saloon

- connie converse lyrics

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