The Good, the Bad and the Ugly: Neither One Gets Rich Alone

A rope around my throat at noon Your rifle watching from the hill You cut me loose to watch me run Then leave me underneath the sun I crawl until the sky turns white With every step I make a vow You took the water and the horse But I know what you're hunting now You know the place I know the name Neither one gets rich alone You hold half the map I hold what you need Neither one gets rich alone So neither one can leave Put a mile between our shadows Keep your rifle at my back You'll come looking when you realize I'm the half you never had I find you half alive again A carriage rattling through the heat One hand shaking at the reins One boot dragging at your feet I could finish what you started Let the desert close your eyes Instead I give you just enough To keep you breathing for the ride You know the place I know the name Funny how the balance changed You hold half the map I hold what you need Neither one gets rich alone So neither one can leave Put a mile between our shadows Keep your rifle at my back You'll come looking when you realize I'm the half you never had Blue lines hold one bank of the river Gray lines bleed across the other Night sends more men to the crossing Dawn sends fewer back for cover Captain says the war won't move While that bridge is standing there Men keep dying for a few more yards For ground that neither side can spare For once the world gets bigger Than the fortune at the end We send the crossing to the river And let the wounded sleep again Leave me in the sand You came back Take the horse and run You came back Put your hand beside your gun Not yet Think we're even? Not yet Keep riding. I still need you. You hold half the map I hold what you need Neither one gets rich alone So neither one can leave We've crossed a war to reach the answer Now there's nowhere left to run Keep your hand close to your holster This arrangement's almost done You know the place I know the name Neither one says What happens when they meet