Tom Russell - Alkali

Alkali, here's ^Dmmud in your eye You've been ^Flost in the desert ^Gtwenty-five years or ^Cmore ^{Dm G} All your ^Cwhiskey streams and your ^Dmgoldfield dreams Well, ^FLady Luck won't ^Glet you dark her ^Cdoor

And they ^Amtell me you're a ^Emghost of a man ^FLord, I be^Glieve it's ^Ctrue And they ^Amsay you had a ^Emwoman once But she ^Dturned her back on ^Gyou

You old ^Dmgold mining hobo ^FDry-well, ^Gdesert rat, ^CAlkali

Put the ^Dmbacon on to fry Well, the ^Fsun's coming up and the ^Gmule's waiting for his ^Cgrain ^{Dm G} Just a ^Cone room shack, out by the ^DmSanta Fe tracks It’s an ^Fold lick of earth that's ^Gscreaming for a drop of ^Crain

And there's a ^Amtime for work and a ^Emtime for play And a ^Ftime for ^Glying ^Cdown And the ^Amroad might lead to the ^Emrainbow's end A ^Ddusty old desert ^Gtown

You old ^Dmgold mining hobo ^FDry-well, ^Gdesert rat, ^CAlkali

^CAlkali, there's a ^Dmbuzzard in the sky And he’s a-^Fcounting his chances on a-^Gpicking your skinflint ^Cbones ^{Dm G} Ah, ^Craise your hand and throw a ^Dmcurse on the land They're gonna ^Ffind you one day, ^Glying 'neath an unmarked ^Cstone

Well, the ^Amdesert is a ^Emlonely place For a ^Fman to ^Glose his ^Chead They ^Amtell me when you start to ^Emtalking to yourself ^DLord, you might as well be ^Gdead

You old ^Dmgold mining hobo ^FDry-well, ^Gdesert rat, ^CAlkali

^AmAlkali, ^EmAlkali You old ^Fgold-mining hobo ^GDry-well, desert rat, ^CAlkali

^AmAlkali, ^EmAlkali You old ^Fgold-mining hobo ^GDry-well, desert rat, ^CAlkali