Book, Saddle, and Go - Clutch

I may not got a lot of money

But I got self-esteem

And in the golden age of travel

That’s really all you need

I know I’m ugly, honey

But look where I’m coming from

I got a pony down state

And that pony born to run

Book, saddle and go

Hey, that’s the name of the game

Book, saddle and go

Canned heat, that’s the name of the game

They call me the robber

Highwayman

Don’t wanna hurt nobody

Just doing what I can

The galley after hours

Man the captain just won’t listen

«If you don’t turn this boat around

I’m gonna kick the damn doors in»

Book, saddle and go

Hey, that’s the name of the game

Book, saddle and go

Canned heat, that’s the name of the game

Pinkerton man, murdering bastard

I’m gonna get even, get even with you

Get even with you

You can take that my violin

And play it all you please

For at this time tomorrow

Well it’ll be of no use to me

I know they’re gonna hang me

Tomorrow I’ll be dead

Though I never even harmed a hair

On anybody’s head

Book, saddle and go

Hey, that’s the name of the game

Book, saddle and go

Canned heat, that’s the name of the game

Pinkerton man, murdering bastard

I’m gonna get even, get even with you

Get even with you