Truckstop Souvenir: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

Under a gambler’s moon
Under a gambler’s moon
The sisters were there with their long blond hair
While my brother, he sat as the groom

His bride wore a white wedding gown
His bride wore a white wedding gown
The preacher man said I now pronounce you wed
But last night we painted up the town

It was there I met a wise old man
It was there I met a wise old man
He was walking out while I was walking in
He staggered with a drink in his hand

He said I didn’t marry the bootlegger’s daughter
But I’m still in love with her
And as for you my friends you are far from the end
Of your wedding adventure

Well I didn’t know what to say
I didn’t know what to say
He smiled and he winked, took a sip from his drink
And he wandered off on his way

So we went to see the dancing girls
Went to see the dancing girls
We gambled all night, we drank till morning’s light
And I woke up to a brand new world

For my brother and me, we sat in jail
My brother and me, we sat in jail
Disturbing the peace, passed out in the street
Now we had to raise some bail

The sheriff, he finally let us go
The sheriff, he finally let us go
We got back to our room, not a moment too soon
And put on our fancy clothes

For the wedding was that afternoon
The wedding was that afternoon
I was the best man and I would have to stand
And toast the bride and the groom

But my head was ringing like a bell
My head was ringing like a bell
They called on me to speak and I began to think
Then I said I got a story to tell

No, he didn’t marry the bootlegger’s daughter
But he’s still in love with her
And as for you my friends you are far from the end
Of your wedding adventure