Blackie the Rodeo Kings - 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