Cards, Guns & the Last Saloon is a dark outlaw country duet male vocal inspired by the true story of Dick Liddil and Jesse James. This ballad tells a tale of train robberies, saloon shootouts, betrayal, and a search for redemption.
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Cards, Guns & the Last Saloon – Outlaw Country Duet Ballad about Dick Liddil
LYRICS:
I’m James Andrew Liddil, they call me “Dick,”
From Kansas plains where the winds blow quick.
Poker nights and the whiskey flame,
Made you chase that outlaw name.
From the saloon smoke to the outlaw’s ride,
The law was a river, we crossed each side.
Cards on the table, gun in our hand,
Ridin’ together through Missouri land.
From the Glendale rails to the devil’s deal,
We played for keeps, and we played for real.
But when the noose cast its shadow near,
I traded my truth for the lawman’s ear.
In a Georgia bar, the night turned red,
A man fell silent, one bullet fed.
Arkansas woods hid your restless soul,
Texas winds took their heavy toll.
I was the friend you could never trust,
In a world built on gunpowder and dust.
Cards on the table, gun in our hand,
Ridin’ together through Missouri land.
From the Glendale rails to the devil’s deal,
We played for keeps, and we played for real.
But when the noose cast its shadow near,
I traded my truth for the lawman’s ear.
The day you spoke, the gang fell down,
Boys who’d die for you left to drown.
No hero’s ride, no outlaw’s cheer,
Just the echo of boots and the taste of fear.
I bought a bar where the rail lines meet,
Serving whiskey instead of heat.
But every drink was a silent prayer,
For the ghosts of the past still sitting there.
Mattie Collins held my hand so tight,
Through fevered days and the cough at night.
And when the cough came to take your breath,
You shook hands once more with death.
Cards on the table, gun in our hand,
Ridin’ together through Missouri land.
From the Glendale rails to the devil’s deal,
We played for keeps, and we played for real.
But when the prairie wind whispered low,
It carried your name where the outlaws go…
I’m James Andrew “Dick” Liddil, now just a name in stone.
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