I Got Held Up at Swordpoint in a Truckstop Down in Dallas Lyrics

Well, I'm loaded, bound, and down

I guess there's a meanness in my body

My sawed-off 410 can tell

To all the rustlin' in my soul

I'll gladly take you to town some

But you can't be sure I'll return you

When you put your sweet arms around me

I'll be looking over your shoulder at somebody new

I got held up at swordpoint in a truckstop down in Dallas

I never told you about this

Well, I'm loaded, bound, and down

And I go on living while they're dying

My sawed-off 410 can tell

To all the rustlin' in my soul

Sadly, I can't stay for supper

I just came by here to hand this over

And I'll be on my way now

Forget that you ever knew my name

I got held up at swordpoint in a truckstop down in Dallas

I never told you about this

And I've watched lots of nighttimes turn into day, oh yeah

But I still couldn't think of

The right words to say to you, Bethy

I'm loaded, bound, and down