Blackie The Rodeo Kings Turnkey Lyrics

Turnkey Lyrics

I've been waiting a long time 



holding my tongue 



studying the situation 



run and get the turnkey 



tell him to release the ill 



for every man must have a chance 



to save himself 







you take care of blackjack 



I'll carry Anne de Vil 



she's out in the kitchen 



makin' up for a Coupe de Ville 



it's hard enough being truthful 



without sounding self-righteous 



run and get the turnkey 



tell him I'm unconscious 







too much medicine 



trouble in my spirit 



got nothin' to say 



and got no one to hear it 



too much medicine 



trouble in my soul 



run and get the turnkey 



tell him I've lost control 







you take care of blackjack… 







I've been waiting a long time…