Dead Man's Pocket
Side of the road came with him
He was covered in blood-dried sand
Never knew who he was or where he was from
I was checking the dead man's pockets
I was checking the dead man's brains
I was checking the dead man's pockets
With the law's man calling my name
Somebody out there done hit him
With the blood on his hands still stained
He covered his tracks
And he stole what was left
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Inside of the dead man's pockets
He stole all of the dead man's change
And he's gonna ride that train
Well, I started to go back yonder
On nothing but a deviled egg
A little match in the rain
To find what was left
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Colorado, Colorado
I'm going home
Under a sign he's buried
'Neath the dirt of the byway sand
Never knew who he was or where he was from
I was checking the dead man's pockets
I was checking the dead man's pockets
I was checking the dead man's pockets
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
He was covered in blood-dried sand
Never knew who he was or where he was from
I was checking the dead man's pockets
I was checking the dead man's brains
I was checking the dead man's pockets
With the law's man calling my name
Somebody out there done hit him
With the blood on his hands still stained
He covered his tracks
And he stole what was left
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Inside of the dead man's pockets
He stole all of the dead man's change
And he's gonna ride that train
Well, I started to go back yonder
On nothing but a deviled egg
A little match in the rain
To find what was left
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Colorado, Colorado
I'm going home
Under a sign he's buried
'Neath the dirt of the byway sand
Never knew who he was or where he was from
I was checking the dead man's pockets
I was checking the dead man's pockets
I was checking the dead man's pockets
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
With the law's man callin' my name
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Mccurdy
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