Alba s touto skladbou:
What The Toll Tells,
well, i spent last night in las cruces jail
rain & hail, born to fail
nobody come for to go my bail
sun don't you rise no more
i shot one man on the county line
took his dime & i blew his mind
now i'm just sittin' here doin' time,
sun don't you rise no more
well, a restless wind is whistlin'
through my window, through my head
through all the straits that i've survived
& in my hour of darkness,
i keep counsel with the dead
just enough to remind me that i'm alive -
i write to the governor to hear my plea
but he don't even answer me
the judge said he's bound to set my spirit free,
sun don't you rise no more
well, i spent last night in las cruces jail
rain & hail, born to fail
nobody come for to go my bail
sun don't you rise no more
(goodnight, my andalucia
don't buy all the lies that they feed you,
and though you're headed slowly
to some place i can't respect
i'll keep you in my collection of regret)
and that's twenty-one fell by my gun,
with bullets in their brains -
just need one more to match my age,
then i'll count my killin' done
but i won't deny my name:
quickest wrist of the chaparral & sage -
now desperate times call for desperate men,
i'm just a kid but i'll pretend -
my time will come, but until then
sun don't you rise no more
(goodnight my andalucia,
don't buy all the lies that they feed you,
and though you're headed slowly
to some place i can't respect
i'll keep you in my collection of regrets)
down the highway, down the road,
to infamy i'll ride,
i'll take my pardon on the run,
with a trail of death behind me
& deluvina at my side,
two silhouettes against the sun
