Whiskey Bent And Hell Bound

The Conversation

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She walked in with a sway that could crack a safe wide
Red on her lips like the blood of the tide
Whispered the blueprint in bourbon-soaked breath
Darlin', tonight we dance with the angel of death

Lipstick on the trigger, her kiss loads the chamber
Sweat on the steel, we're the devil's own gambler
Hot slugs flyin', hotter thighs in the fray
American bastards, stealin' the night away
Crime in her curves, freedom in the recoil
One pull of the hammer, and the vault's full of spoil

Vault door swung open on heels clickin' like fate
Her garter hid the getaway map, sealed with her hate
Guards hit the floor with a wink and a bang
She laughed through the smoke, sang our outlaw slang

Lipstick on the trigger, her kiss loads the chamber
Sweat on the steel, we're the devil's own gambler
Hot slugs flyin', hotter thighs in the fray
American bastards, stealin' the night away
Crime in her curves, freedom in the recoil
One pull of the hammer, and the vault's full of spoil

Sirens scream distant, but her perfume's the chain
One last stolen glance in the pourin' down rain
Was it love or the loot that lit up her eyes?
Lipstick fades, but the bullet never lies

Lipstick on the trigger
Her kiss loads the chamber
Hot slugs flyin'
Hotter thighs in the fray
Crime in her curves
One pull of the hammer, and the vault's full of spoil


Lipstick on the Trigger

Killin' Time

Nothing's News

The Bocephus Box: 1979-1992 - Disc 1

All My Rowdy Friends ( Have Settled Down )

Hank Jr. Sings Hank Sr.

Ramblin' Man

All My Rowdy Friends Are Coming Over: Great Tailgating Songs

Texas Women

A Country Boy Can Survive

Less Wise

Hippies and Cowboys

Difference in Me

The Old Violin

The Conversation

Hank Williams, Jr.