Behind a fellow on the way to Pocatello
On a westbound passenger train
Buyin' my time drinkin' red wine
Waitin' for the signal to change
And there's gold and hooch hidden in the caboose
And when the damn thing stops I'm ready to shoot
Oh Lord, I ain't the innocent one
Know me by the way I run
Well, I'm stabbed in the back and I'm gunnin' for that stack
Oh Mary, could you stitch me up
Mary made a living just fencing what was given
When the tramps rolled in on the train
Sold her booze and offered a room and a lady without a name
She could sew your wounds or sell you a tomb
But never could you tell her you had something to lose
Oh Lord, I ain't the innocent one
Know me by the way I run
Well, I'm stabbed in the back and I'm gunnin' for that stack
Oh Mary, could you stitch me up
So I rode in hot just lookin' for a cot to lay my burdens down
In Mary's place I recognized a face on a man from another town
He shot his lead at the side of my head
It was 27 stitches from the queen of the yeggs
Oh Lord, I ain't the innocent one
Know me by the way I run
Well, I'm stabbed in the back and I'm gunnin' for that stack
Oh Mary, could you stitch me up
Oh Lord, I ain't the innocent one
Know me by the way I run
Well, I'm stabbed in the back and I'm gunnin' for that stack
Oh Mary, could you stitch me up
