
When the Gas Runs Low (For Jackie Bates) Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Rosetown Saskatchewan
Little boy blue at the break of dawn
It's hard times in the city, it's hard times in the town
Come on kid we won't be long
The people here say we gotta keep moving on
It's hard times in the city, it's hard times in the town
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Running low on wood, running low on kerosene
Running low on food under the shadow of the guillotine
But it's hard times in the city, it's hard times in the town
Prairie conquistador, you felt there was something lacking
A drinkin' and a gamblin' riding shotgun in a pine box taxi
Half a dozen years go by and along comes Jackie
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
It's hard times in the city, it's hard times in the town
You feel beat n' destructed, you feeling just like Hollis Brown
Hey there Teddy Boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs out?
Money's come and gone and come and gone again
Your foolish pride has got in the way again my friend
And it's hard times in the city it's hard times in the town
Maybe California that's where you should've been born
As you stare at the blood on the clothes young Jackie wore
And it's hard times in the city and it's hard times in the town ain't it?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Your heart is trembling and there's sweat upon your brow
You turn to Rosie, there's no turning back now
We're all in this together just three loners in the crowd
It's hard times in the city it's hard times in the town
The power of the engine rumbling down below
The stutter and the chugging of your last and final blow
Rosie shuts the engine off and why we do not know
And it's hard times in the city and it's hard times in the town
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
The frozen silence sends a chill down your spine
Your vomit frozen on the suit you wore that night
Your child lays between you, cold n' blue n' void of life
And it's hard times in the city and it's hard times in the town
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
They say times were tough during the great depression
Peoples minds just didn't work the same
For Teddy Bates it was a mental recession a cobweb of deception
Abandoned and neglected, denied and unprotected
Naturally selected by government and fate
But what about Jackie Bates?
Just a symbol of the times I guess, a casualty of the mind
Just cover that with turpentine and watch it burn you blind
Just a kid who knew no better than to trust his ma and pa
Just to follow without question win or lose or draw
He never would have thought that the ones who loved him most
Would fill a car with gas and make from him a ghost
And it's hard times in the city and it's hard times in the town
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Barbed wire heart, a real stand up point in liberty
Two demons got acquitted off the hook for all eternity
But that's only in law, not by the hand of God
For judgement will come down upon the beggar and the crown
Don't hide behind your gold, or society's mold
Cause you're blind and standing naked amongst the beauty he beholds
And a symbol of the wreckage, just a product of the times
Don't excuse you from the wrath of he who testifies
And I hope you feel the guilt, and the pressure from within
I hope your body turns to silt, turns to rust from all your sins
And your head begins to spin, and the pain does you in
And your blood begins to boil and your organs start to spoil
And you can't take the pain but it comes back just the same
Just like a mighty chorus of delusion stands before us
And the righteous will stand tall against the evil that's before us
And you start to reek of death as you suffer your last breath
And just before you go the golden gavel hammers down
Cause it's hard times in the city and it's hard times in the town
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Hey there Teddy boy, what you gonna do when the gas runs low?
Rosetown Saskatchewan
Little boy blue at the break of dawn
It's hard times in the city, it's hard times in the town