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letra de handsome pete's last ride - al duvall

boys i made the circuit as a pest
from the yukon down to key west
’til i faced the guns of the pinkertons
and to them my capers i confessed
they pinned some jobs on me i didn’t do
but a hobo’s alibis are few
i was held by sarge on a groundless charge
in the ‘lectric chair at san berdoo
he said: “handsome pete, come and cool your feet–
hop up on the barbecue stool!”

when they strapped me down to it i cried
i can hold down any bumpy ride
but when thе switch was thrown i felt every bonе
get all dislocated up inside
i hadn’t held a job since ’89
now i’m the main conductor on the line
she’s a cannonball but i made her stall
when i blew the fuse with my spine
they said” “don’t you fret–we’ll just get reset
and you’ll soon be gettin’ where you’re gwine!”

so they let this prisoner re-volt
and that rattler took off with a jolt
i thought i beat the odds, but when i rode those rods
’twas like i hopped a lightning bolt
they doubled up the juice but the straps burned loose
and i ran round like a branded colt
well by this time i was plenty sore
and i started crawling for the door
they said: “ease your head, you’ll be back on schedule
just sit tight a little more.”

well the third time always is a charm
smoke was puffing out my head and arm
boys that train was fast my whole life flew past
on that third-rail express away from harm
time to hop that one-man boxcar down
a hole out by the prison farm

- al duvall

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