Sam’s Song (Ask Any Working Girl)

I have been with the best that the bastards could muster
From Danny the Dildo to Sidney the Snake
And I feel like a working girl pausing to wonder
Just how much screwin' the spirit can take
I said Willie old buddy please tell me again the reason to keep going on
He said there's no harder words to say over a friend
Than they done you so righteously wrong
They stopped you from singing your song

He was our hero boys he took the bullet
But he went down swinging his fist from the floor
You can ask any working girl south of the border
Sam Peckinpah era un hombre for sure
I said Willie old buddy...

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