For a Few Dollars More: Till the Chime Runs Out

You wind it slow before you draw The lid swings open on her face You never listened to the tune You only used it to keep pace There's another one Ticking in my coat Winding it for years For the debt you owe Hold still till the chime runs out Let her sing it all the way through You took the only song she had I came to take it back from you The kid shot my hat along the boards I kept his dancing in the air Two men too good to waste on each other Went after bigger game elsewhere He called me old man Never asked me why Let him keep the money I'll keep the time Hold still till the chime runs out Let her sing it all the way through You took the only song she had I came to take it back from you Your portrait's gone brown at the edges I'm the only one who aged I wind the spring so you keep singing In rooms I rented by the day Your tune's half gone and my gun's in the weeds Then the kid walks up with the other one open Drops a gunbelt at my feet LET HER REST Hold still till the chime runs out She got to sing it all the way through I'm taking back the one you stole Keep the money, kid. It's all for you Both of them ticking in my coat now Playing the same song