Versuri 02. Linden Arden Stole the Highlights

Linden Arden stole the highlights 
With one hand tied behind his back 
Loved the morning sun, and whiskey 
Ran like water in his veins 
 
Loved to go to church on Sunday 
Even though he was a drinking man 
When the boys came to San Francisco 
They were looking for his life 
 
But he found out where they were drinking 
Met them face to face outside 
Cleaved their heads off with a hatchet 
Lord, he was a drinkin' man 
 
And when someone tried to get above him 
He just took the law into his own hands 
Linden Arden stole the highlights 
 
And they put his fingers through the glass 
He had heard all those stories 
Many many times before 
And he did not know nor care to ask 
 
And he loved the little children 
Like they were his very own 
You say, "Someday it may get lonely" 
Now he's livin', livin' with a gun