Lyrics

Aces of red and eights of black
Is a pretty strong hand
5 card stud should win out
Unless you get shot in the back

CHORUS
I was born in South Dakota
Don’t say I didnt warn ya
There’s a certain way we do things around here
As the cold blows thru your bones
A man knows he’s alone
When he understands the wind can smell your fear
I was born in South Dakota
Don’t say I didnt warn ya
I was born in South Dakota
I was born in South Dakota


Jane lived for the bottle
California and Bille were 3 things that haunted her soul
Madly in love with a boastful fool
Working a wild west show

Once Bill was dead She sought her revenge
But Calamity forgot her gun
To this day they lay side by side
Bill’s heart Jane still hasn’t won

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