Greasy String Gambit

(chuckle) Well, I slipped out the back with a grin on my face

Left a shadow of doubt in that dusty old place (uh-huh)

With a wink and a promise I never could keep I woke

up the town while they wanted to sleep

They're calling the law but they're already late (too late) I'm halfway

to Georgia and shaking the gate

Oh, you can't catch a spark when it's riding the breeze (no

you can't) I can slip through your fingers and shake up the

trees (yeah) Just a charming mistake that you'll make once again I'm

the talk of the county,

the best that has been

Now the sheriff is searching behind every door But I'm counting my

winnings on his kitchen floor

(hahaha) With a pocket of silver and boots made of lead I'm

singing a tune that gets stuck in his head

Oh, you can't catch a spark when it's riding the breeze (no

you can't)

I can slip through your fingers and shake up the trees (yeah)

Just a charming mistake that you'll make once again I'm the talk

of the county, the best

that has been

I'm gone

with the

wind, boys (whoosh)

Catch me

if you can