When I Get To Juarez

"¿Quién es? ¿Quién es?" were the words on my lips As I woke with a jolt in the night Could tell by the way that the stillness just hung Something about this 'aint right Been hidin' out for too long in this place At dawn for Mexico I ride Now a sip of whiskey and some water on my face Strap my Colt forty-four to my side I swear to you Lord, when I get to Juárez I'm gonna start a new life Its time I left all this killin' behind Gonna find me a farm and a wife Oh I know they been trackin' me all the way here But I'm always one step ahead And Lord, one day you'll want answers from me But it 'aint time for that yet Can tell it's too quiet as I move down the hall And enter the room at the end The shadowy outline I see in the dark It don't belong to my friend "Who is it? Who is it?" were the words that I spoke As I dropped and gasped my last And I thought well I guess it's my time after all But this ride was over too fast August 14, 2016