Well... we loaded Papa's pistol now,
It was three shots in a row.
"Yeah it's a 50/50 chance" he said,
"And its a great... a great way to go."
Yeah well he ain't been the same, since he stepped off of that boat.
Yeah and out in Vietnam he said he had to
Cut some fellow's throat.
Well he went out fightin' fires,
It was out near Drippin' Springs.
He said he thought about finding Jesus,
But there was more... more important things.
And he met himself a waitress,
Well she worked down on that square.
He just drank himself to sleep,
Without a job, a reason to care.
He left that waitress stranded,
Right before that Comal bends.
And she called him 6 months later
And said I'm pregnant... and its with your twins.
So he took off running wild,
Through them streets of San Anton'.
He asked some old black man,
"Could you please, sir, please point me home?"
Well that old black man,
Hell, he done exactly that
He pointed towards the church and said
"Don't you dare son, don't you dare look back."
So that boy ran right on in
Still drunk from the night before.
The preacher said "Where'd you sleep son?"
He said "I slept. next to a whore."
Well he started sending money
To a women that he once knew.
The money came right back,
And thats the one thing. that boy could do.
He took that train to Houston
To speak from a judge's stand.
They sent them kids on over,
To her new, rich oil man.
And for one last time
Well he got down on them knees
And said "Jesus Lord...
Could you help me please?"
Then he loaded Papa's Pistol now,
It was three shots in a row.
"It's a 50/50 chance" he said,
"And its a great, great... a great way to go."