01x03 - Joey, get your g*n

[bunniefuu]

Stay.

Wacey Hedeman?

Don't worry. It's just me, Joe Pickett.

Jesus, Joe Pickett, you
scared the hell out of me.

I thought you might be
the man of the house.

He wouldn't knock.

Well, what's going on?

I'm right in the middle of something.

Mm.

Yeah, I figured this would
be the place to find you.

Hey, I'm on the campaign trail.

She's financing my bid for sheriff.

With her husband's money?

She earned every cent of that, Joe.

Don't take that away from the woman.

Who's there?

It's my colleague, Joe Pickett

from the Saddlestring district.

Don't worry. We go back a ways.

You can keep our secret, can't you, Joe?

Although, it's easier to keep
a secret if you're in on it.

Why don't you take your
pants off and come on inside?

She's got a thing for
cowboy types in uniform.

And when it comes to
sex, she is a freak.

Wacey,

this is about Ote Keely.

Yeah.

I meant to reach out to you.

Right.

I was sorry to hear about all that.

Well, Ote was last
seen with two other men

that were headed up to an elk camp

at Crazy Woman Creek.

Mm-hmm?

Those two men, whoever they were,

had something to do with this.

So I'm going to go up there,
and I'm gonna check it out.

Didn't Barnum already make an arrest?

I think he has the wrong guy.

Based on what?

A hunch.

Hunch?

Mm.

is one of the worst
rides in all of Wyoming.

That's a lot of effort for a hunch.

I know.

That's why I need you to come with me.

You know the way, don't you?

I do.

Think about it, Joe.

Whoever k*lled Ote,
if they were up there,

they'd have to be three
states away by now.

Well, or they're just laying
low in the middle of nowhere

waiting for it all to blow over.

You're not gonna sh**t
whoever comes up looking.

Right now, my wife and kids
are hiding out in a motel.

I can't look them in the eyes

and tell them that
it's safe to come home.

Not until I understand
why Ote d*ed there.

It's important, Wacey. I need your help.

I wouldn't ask if I didn't.

I'm not sure how much
safer they're gonna feel

if you go out there
and get yourself k*lled.

I know this Ote thing's got
you all shaken up, but...

This is a bad idea.

Bad idea.

All right, all right.

If you won't join me, well,

If you find anything, I'll, uh...

I'll let Barnum know.

I'm sure he'd love to take credit

for solving something like this.

Wait.

God damn it.

You can't leave well enough alone.

I just took a Viagra. What a waste.

I guess being on the search team

will earn me some points
in my run against Barnum.

Assuming we don't die.

It's an all-day ride up and back.

So, let's meet at the base
of the trail at sunrise.

And bring a horse.

Uh-oh.

Hello, Warden. Quick visit?

Forget it, babe. He's married.

That's okay. I don't mind.

No.

Joe's not like that.

Good for you.

Get in there.

You better run. Give me back my hat.

That's your baby's heartbeat.

Always sounds like a
galloping horse to me.

140 beats per minute.

Completely normal for
little ones at this stage.

Oh, I forgot to remind
you we're not finding out--

You're not learning the gender.

I know. You reminded me last time.

Okay. Thank you.

Hi.

I thought you couldn't make it.

Found a way.

Come here. Can he listen?

Hear that?

That's her in
there--or him.

Hey.

Hmm.

Everything all right at the motel?

Yeah.

Girls okay?

They seem fine.

My mom, on the other hand...

my mom can be a lot.

I have no comment.

Listen, I feel bad about

what happened to Ote Keeley at home.

I want to make sure nothing
like that happens again.

You didn't k*ll him.

I know,
it just--

it feels like it could be related.

That incident between him and I.

Yeah, we all tend to think life's

like this big chess game,

and we just make all the right moves,

win every match.

But life's not like chess.

It's poker.

And all we can do is
just do the best you can

with the hand you're dealt.

And I have to pee.

Where's Mom?

Ah.

Nice, healthy baby boy.

Noel, noel

Merry Christmas, buddy.

Look what I found.

Hey, open that up.

Born is the King

Of Israel

We said next year.

Well, he's practically a man already.

Thought he deserved it sooner.

Hey, don't worry.

I'll show him how to use it.

Hey, come on.

Look how I turned out.

Come on. Come here.

Mm.

You'd better teach him.

You like it, Joe?

Thank you.

Hey.

If I somehow found
out the baby's gender,

would you want me to tell you?

Did you find out?

No, I'm just asking if
you'd want to know if I did.

No, I don't want to know.

I don't even want to know if you know.

You know. Do you know?

No.

All right, you pass the test.

I'm going to be away tomorrow.

Probably out of cell service.

Where are you going?

Nate said

he saw Ote with two other
men the night he d*ed.

So I'm going looking for them.

You're that sure Nate didn't k*ll him?

Well, it's hard to say.

I mean, he seems capable
of k*lling someone,

but it's just not sitting right.

And Barnum agrees?

No, no, nobody agrees with me.

Joe, is there a chance
this guy's playing you?

Nobody's playing anybody.

I'm just looking into what he said.

Okay, then,

I'd really like to talk to Nate myself.

Why?

'Cause let's face it,

I have a better bullshit
detector than you do.

But that's
not--

You're not even law enforcement.

I'm a lawyer.

Yeah, but not for m*rder-type stuff.

Okay, well, you're
not a m*rder-type stuff

investigator, either, sir.

All right. I'll chat to Barnum.

Sounds good.

Thanks.

Love you.

Pull.

Good sh*t.

Nice.

Oh.

Some nice horses you've got out there.

Yeah, no sh*t.

Sweetheart.

Go get some lemonade for us, okay?

Yes, Grandma.

The trap thrower's not working.

Do you mind?

Sure, Opal.

Pull.

Ooh.

Made a mess all over you.

Don't you just hate that?

Tell me,

why is the new game warden

heading up to Crazy Woman Creek?

Don't worry.

He's not going to be a problem.

Pull.

How are you so sure?

He's looking into Ote Keeley's death.

Ote d*ed at the house.

That's all he's focused on.

And what does he know about that?

Nothing.

Keeley didn't say anything?

All Ote did was die.

I talked to Joe about it.

If he knew something,
he would have told me.

Remember, this is the same
guy that ticketed Governor Budd

for fishing without a license.

Not the brightest light.

Ote Keeley stole his g*n from him.

He probably thinks it's got
something to do with that.

Don't worry.

This is nothing.

I never worry,

but I do hate a mess.

Boys, what do we do with our messes?

BOTH: Clean them up ourselves.

That's right.

Anything else would be bad manners.

You've got manners, don't you, Vern?

There's no mess to clean up.

No mess at all.

Vern Dunnegan has it all under control.

Sheriff, you wanted to see me?

Yeah.

The computer

cannot read Nate
Romanowski's fingerprints.

Redo it.

All right.

Really should take
more pride in your work.

Cricket?

What?

You call those prints?

I don't know. Yeah.

So you think that someone can
actually read these then, huh?

Hey, redo them.

And have some more pride in your work.

Hey.

Look what I found. A day-old sandwich.

It's too hard.

My teeth are still loose.

Yeah, well, the law says
that I need to feed you.

It doesn't say you get
to order room service.

It's true.

The hottest hot peppers can k*ll you.

People die every year from hot peppers.

That's not true.

Yes, it is.

I know someone who d*ed
from eating a hot pepper.

No, you don't.

Hi.

Who were Ote Keeley's friends?

Um, this is a knitting club.

Okay, well,

it's been a while, but
mind if I borrow this?

Go ahead.

So.

Ote was last seen with two guys.

Any idea who they were?

'Cause he d*ed at my house,

and now I'm afraid to go home.

And as you are well
aware, I'm new in town.

So unfortunately, I don't
even have any friends

to tell me who to look out for.

All right.

If I was a gambling man, which I'm not,

I would bet donuts to dollars

it was Kyle Lensegrav and Calvin...

Something.

Ote didn't do much of anything

without those two shitheads
attached to his hips.

How dangerous are they?

Very.

They're sociopaths--
the whole bunch of them.

You'd be wise to steer clear.

Thanks.

Come in.

There's a call for you, Sherriff.

Who is it?

Annie from Saddlestring Roundup,

asking if you're going to
go up to Crazy Woman Creek

with, um, Wacey Hedeman.

Wacey Hedeman?

Thank you, Pickett.

Tell
her I'm--

Tell her I'm going to
send one of my best guys

with the wardens to keep them safe.

McLanahan!

Get in here!

Yeah, yeah. Coming.

Dad!

Daddy!

Hi.

Oh.

Oh, oh.

Traumatizing.

Did you find out why
that guy d*ed in our yard?

Not yet, honey.

I'm working on it.

Is--is he still
back there?

No, Lucy. He's not there anymore.

Where did he go?

You mean like heaven?

No, I mean like, did they take him

to the morgue or something?

How do you know what the morgue is?

Come on, Lulu.

Maxine!

Come here, Maxine!

Hey.

Hi.

I thought you said that you
were gonna stay at the motel

until we sorted this?

I feel safe right here.

Uh-huh.

I just thought
that, you know--

Look, Joe, there are
people all over the motel.

I don't know who's who.

Here at home, at least
I know who belongs here

and who doesn't.

I can see danger coming.

Well, I gotta leave at first light.

Not gonna be here to protect you.

Protect
me--

Joe, God help the son of a bitch

who shows up here tonight
looking for trouble, okay?

You're just going to have to
trust my judgment on this one.

Dad, Buckaroo ate his food!

Is Sheridan doing all right?

Yeah.

Yeah?

A little shaken, I think,
but yeah, she's all right.

So listen.

Kyle Lensegrav and
Calvin something-or-other,

those are the guys you're looking for.

Uh-huh.

I asked around.

I think you should stay here with us.

Sit this one out.

Send somebody else after them.

Do you feel safe?

What do you mean? Right now in our home,

do you feel like we're safe?

No, I don't.

I don't, either.

We can't move on until we do.

I need to know what Ote's death meant,

why he came here.

The answers are up on that mountain,

and I need to find 'em.

All right.

Just come back in one piece, okay?

I will.

By this time tomorrow, I'll be home.

All right.

Promise.

So I'll let you know what
I think when you're back.

Hey, Vern.

Joe, I heard about your plans.

You think that's such a good idea?

Don't worry. I'll be fine.

Well, I'm not so sure about that.

I can't go losing two
of my best game wardens

over some ill-advised cowboy bullshit.

Now, if you think Ote Keeley was bad,

the degenerates that he ran with

will not hesitate to k*ll you.

Yeah, well, they should
assume the same of me

should it come to it.

There is no more
dangerous man in the world

than a poacher with his
back against the wall.

Protect yourself, Joe.

Hang back.

Yeah.

Hey.

When this thing
goes screwy--

and I've got a strong
feeling it's gonna--

you make sure the blame
falls on the wardens.

You understand?

Yeah.

Good.

Hey, Pickett.

Does that come with a free hamster?

Hey, Game Warden.

You should take the riot
g*n from the arsenal.

You know, a man's g*n.

You don't know what you're gonna find.

Don't wanna take any
chances up there, right?

I'm more comfortable with this.

Suit yourself.

Just like that.

You open the breech by
moving the bolt handle

upwards as far as you can.

Never force it. It should come easily.

You wrap your right
hand around the grip,

keeping your pointer finger
outside the trigger guard.

Then you cradle the front
guard with your other hand.

And you never touch the barrel.

It's just a .22, Joey.

It ain't a toy, but it
won't belt you in the chops

every time you pull the trigger.

You want to take her out for a spin?

Good man.

Let's go.

Sometimes I don't know where

This dirty road Is taking me

Sometimes I don't even
know The reason why

But I guess I keep a-gamblin'

Lots of booze And lots of ramblin'

Well, it's easier than
just A-waitin' around to die

Oh, one time, friends

I had a ma, even had a pa

Well, he b*at her With a belt once

'Cause she cried

She told him To take care of me

Headed down to Tennessee

Well, it's easier than
just A-waitin' around to die

You know, I'm not gonna lie...

I'm actually kind of excited

to be on this trek with you boys, huh?

I mean, even though, you know,
we might not be best friends

or anything like that, I like it.

It's good to give back to the community

every now and then.

Well, me blessing you
boys with my company

and, you know, showing
you the way of the woods

is, well, kind of a gift to me.

Ah, his name is Codeine

He's the nicest thing I've seen

Well, together, we're
gonna Wait around and die

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Do you think a person can ride a bison?

Um.

If you put a saddle on it?

Probably not.

I mean, you think with
the amount of bison

roaming around here,

someone would have tried it already.

Mm.

Yeah, maybe.

Or they figured horses were easier.

You know, path of least resistance.

Or maybe it's just not possible.

Yeah, maybe.

Um, do you mind if I
fingerprint you again?

Something wrong with the last ones?

Yeah, the first ones
didn't turn out so good.

Can we make a deal?

Uh-huh?

This bread's too hard to eat.

You give me some soup...

And I'll make those prints easy for you.

Can I help you?

Yes, I'm here to see Nate Romanowski.

I'm Marybeth Pickett.

So you're the man who sent my
husband up Crazy Woman Creek.

Seems to me it'd be
hard to send that man

anywhere he didn't want to go.

So he is going?

Your lawyer should update you.

Don't have a lawyer at the moment.

You need one.

Not if your husband proves my innocence.

Sure, but saving your ass

isn't really part of his
job description, is it?

So why are you here?

I have a background in law.

And frankly, a pretty
good bullshit detector.

Do you think I'm
bullshitting your husband?

I think it's a distinct possibility

given the circumstances.

Did you k*ll Ote Keely?

No.

But to be honest, I probably would have,

if given more time.

Okay. You really need a lawyer.

And the first thing
they're going to tell you

is to stop saying things like that.

Or probably just stop
saying anything at all.

Just stop talking.

Look, I don't know who you
are or what your game is,

but if I find out you sent
my husband up that mountain

as part of some con...

And he winds up hurt or dead...

I promise you'll regret you
ever heard the name Pickett.

Hey, you guys ever get an itch

that just wouldn't go away?

A couple years back, I had
one on my inner thighs--

well, more of a rash.

Doctor asked me where I got
it from, and I told him...

Hey, do you guys know

whether or not they make
toothpaste for horses?

You never hear them say,

"You know, dentists recommend
this for the horses."

I was wondering 'cause they
have bigger teeth than we do.

McLanahan, come on.

Hey, hey.

Hold up.

Hey, guys, wait up, all right?

My horse is being an assh*le here.

Hey, I swear I will punch you

right in the face, you hear me, huh?

No, you won't.

Yes,
I--

Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy, girl.

Having McLanahan on the payroll

is like having two good men gone.

Hmm.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up.

When I'm elected sheriff,
first thing I'm going to do

is fire his ass

before I even order business cards.

It's--it's
all right.

Whoa, okay?

I got some news earlier.

Good news or bad news?

Turns out I'm having a son.

Oh, well that's great, Joe.

Congratulations.

Yeah, thanks.

I'm not quite sure
how I feel about that.

What do you mean?

Well, I
had a--

I had a complicated
relationship with my father.

I
just--

I always thought I'd
end up raising girls.

Well, I'm happy for you.

You could use some testosterone

in that house of yours, if you ask me.

All right, all right.

You know, everybody thinks
we're just a bunch of

glorified animal control officers.

All guts and feathers.

On the slower days, maybe.

Look at us.

It's like a boyhood
dream come true, isn't it?

We're the good guys
pursuing the bad guys.

Come on.

It's exciting.

It's...

Hard to describe.

I hate these stupid animals.

Come on.

What's wrong with this horse again?

Do they have adoption for horses?

Actually, I think your horse
just let one go there, Pickett.

Shut up, McLanahan.

Romanowski give you any sense

of who those other two guys might be?

No, but I think I know their names.

Kyle Lensegrav and, uh,

Calvin something.

Ah, sh*t.

You know them?

Yeah. Wish I didn't.

Mendez, that's his last name.

Calvin Mendez.

Arrested him once for
skinning a live coyote.

Hell, he said it ate his pet
ferret and he wanted revenge.

Yeah, that guy's a real sicko, huh?

Maybe you're onto
something after all, Joe.

God knows there's no
honor among poachers.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You smell that?

McLanahan, dead animal smell.

Uh, something doesn't smell right.

That is disgusting right there.

Here, I got him.

Yeah, something's off here.

I'm going to take a sample.

For crying out loud, Pickett,

we're in a little bit
of a hurry here, huh?

What?

They're spooked.

By what?

Uh, my guess--whatever
has been eating that elk.

Oh.

Was that a bear?

I don't know.

Oh, I hate me a bear.

Go away.

Shut up, McLanahan.

No, if you see a bear you
gotta make noise you hear me?

No, no, no, no.

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey.

God damn it, McLanahan.
What's wrong with you?

I thought there was a bear, all right?

Now we have to chase
after on own horses.

No, they're spooked.

They'll run all the
way back to base camp.

How much further is it, Wacey?

You think we can make it
on foot before sundown?

We can try.

Maybe we should radio
the guys, you know, just--

let them know that, you know,

we're going to be running
a little bit late, yeah?

Yeah, go ahead. Call it in.

The horses took the radio.

Yeah, the horses took the radio.

Bunch of thieving horses.

Come on.

Okay, um, deal's a deal.

Deal's a deal.

I'm afraid that's the
best you're gonna get.

I b*rned them off a long time ago.

Lucy, Emerald needs a bath.

No, she doesn't.

Yes, she does. She's got gravy on her.

Feeling okay, Sheridan?

I'm fine. Can I be excused?

Sure.

What's bothering you?

Oh, it's nothing.

I've seen her out there before.

Yeah, me too.

Too bad you can't afford
a decent therapist,

'cause it really seems
like she might need one.

There it is. Thanks, Mom.

Are you expecting someone?

No.

Hi.

Hey, this is for you.

For me?

Discovery.

It's discovery.

Nate Romanowski said that
you're his new lawyer.

No, no, I'm not.

Please don't leave this
here. I don't want this.

Sheriff Barnum told
me to give it to you.

If you don't want it,
you're going to have to

call the office to tell him to tell me

to come back to pick it up tomorrow.

That's ridiculous.

Yeah, uh, I'ma-- I'ma
need your signature.

Sure.

Sorry, that was...

Here you go.

How close are we?

Not close enough.

That's what I was worried about.

Yeah.

There's no sh*t we make it
to their camp at daylight.

It's fine. Let's keep pushing.

Oh, you want to show up to
their camp in total darkness?

This whole thing is bullshit, all right?

They're probably not even up here.

Well, if you didn't
scare off the horses,

we'd know and be home by now.

We should find a place to camp.

Take off at first light.

I don't like it, either.

See I-I don't suppose
either you brought, you know,

energy bar or
anything? My--

my blood sugar is low.

I brought a full day's rations

for all three of us, just in case.

But the horses stole those too.

Aw, shucks.

I told you this was a dumb idea, Joe.

Yeah.

I think there's a place to
camp just up at the top of this.

A little bit of cover to start a fire.

Gonna need it.

Okay, honey bunny. You
snug as a bug in a rug?

Let me see. Let me see.

Is Emerald snug?

Dad's not home yet, is he?

No, he's not, but don't worry.

You'll see him in the morning, okay?

Mom, can I tell you something?

Yeah. Yeah, honey. What's up?

I saw
that man--

the one
who d*ed--

being mean to dad.

I knew he was bad.

Okay. Hey.

I didn't think it
would happen like this.

I wanted that man to
die. I wished for it.

Okay.

Hey.

Wishes,

they can't make things
like that happen, okay?

If they could, we'd all have
unicorns and be millionaires.

But sometimes if you wish
hard enough, they come true.

Really?

No.

No, Lucy.

Your sister's just
letting her imagination

get the best of her.

Right?

Hey, it's okay.

I promise.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Sleep tight.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

Don't listen to her.

Your imagination can bring you gifts.

I'll make sure Dad comes home.

Good night.

Good night, Daddy.

Go get them.

Well, forgot about this,

but I got something those
damn horses didn't steal.

Some bourbon.

I'm finally starting to
see your value, Deputy.

Yeah, yeah.

Mmm.

Pickett, I gotta know.

What's the deal with that r*fle?

It was a Christmas present from my dad.

You any good with it?

I was dubbed worst in my class

at the Game Warden Academy.

Mm.

I'm not sure I'd brag about that.

Yeah, I guess I'll be
sticking close to you, Wacey.

Even though you're,
you know, an assh*le.

I only seem to be able to
hit things that are in motion.

Mm.

At the academy, they only
tested us on static targets.

Never any good at that.

Sounds like good old Ote

didn't need to take your g*n
from you after all, Pickett.

Hell, you couldn't hit him
in the first place, huh?

Hey, I heard that Ote had a
cooler with him in your yard.

What was the deal with that?

Still trying to figure that out.

What was in it?

Wasn't there some sh*t pellets?

Yeah, I sent them up to
Cheyenne for analysis.

Should be back soon.

Well, maybe it's nothing.

Maybe we'll never know.

And the only one who does

is stupid, dead Ote.

Hey, you ever figure
that maybe Ote was just

bringing you a couple beers?

You know just pop a
couple, forgive each other.

Hey, did you hear that
Joe's gonna have baby boy?

Damn, really?

Mm-hmm.

Wow, that's some great news, Pickett.

Having a boy, it's one
of the best things ever.

You got one?

Yeah.

You know, it's no different
than raising girls,

except the boys are more emotional.

Yeah--
Whoa.

It sounds funny, but
it's true, all right?

I think it's different raising girls.

It's pure.

Special.

I got the sense from my dad

that he always saw me
as some sort of rival

for my mother's affection, I guess.

I just hope the same
thing doesn't happen

to me and my son.

Because a mother should
always love her son

more than her husband.

That's the natural order of things.

I just hope I can adapt to
it better than my dad did.

Jesus, Pickett.

You dark son of a bitch.

No wonder you don't talk much.

I wouldn't either if
that's the kind of crazy

Dr. Freudian sh*t
swirling around in my mind.

Well, I think it's a great thing.

Every man wants to have a boy.

Yeah.

Marybeth? I was just about to call you.

Vern, I'm glad you--
I'm glad you're there.

I've been trying Joe.
Have you heard from him?

We lost all radio
contact a few hours ago.

There's nothing to be concerned about.

The radio signal's weak up there.

Okay, but he said he'd
be home by sundown.

Well, it's a long journey up.

Wouldn't surprise me if they
had some sort of a hiccup,

had to call it, get some sleep,

start again at dawn.

We got a helicopter flying
in from Laramie in the morning

for search and rescue just in case.

I've been doing this a long
time, and I am not worried.

This is nothing.

It'll be fine. I'm sure of it.

Okay, Vern. Okay.

All right. Thank you.

Figured they got enough.

What's the deal with that r*fle?

It was a Christmas present from my dad.

My dad gave me one at his age.

Look how I turned out.

Okay.

Now just squeeze the trigger.

Come on. Focus, Joey.

You're not concentrating.

You know what you need?

You need a little motivation.

How about this, huh?

If you miss again,

I pour this beer all
over your head, huh?

Come on.

Go.

What?

Come on. It's funny, man.

Come on!

Who's there?

Good night.

See you in the morning.

Good night.

Let's go.

It's right up there.

Here we are.

Yeah.

Whoever's in the tent,
we're law enforcement agents.

We've got you surrounded.

Come on out with your hands up!

Whoa, oh! They have rabies!

They're here, both of them.

Dead.

What?

Oh, God.

Oh--oh,
my God.

Oh, my God.

I'm
gonna--

I'm all
right, I'm--

Oh, God.

Oh, yeah, God,

that's definitely Kyle
and Calvin, all right.

Hell, Pickett. You were right, huh?

Wait.

There's three horses there.

Should only be two.

Anyone see where that came from?

I got nothing.

Wacey.

We're law enforcement agents.

McLanahan, spread out.

Wacey.

Let's go get 'em.

You're gonna get us k*lled, Pickett.

Wacey!

sh*t, Joe.

He almost k*lled me.

You just saved my life.

I thought you couldn't sh**t.

Yeah, well, I didn't have time to think.

Joe, you're hit.

I think it's, uh, buckshot.

McLanahan, you dumbass.
You didn't clear Joe?

Someone was sh**ting at us.

Holy sh*t, Joe.

You were right the whole time.

And now you're injured
in the line of duty.

You're a g*dd*mn hero.

They gonna give you a g*dd*mn medal.

Okay.

But, who's that?

Sometimes I don't know where

This dirty road Is taking me

Sometimes I don't even
know The reason why

But I guess I keep a-gamblin'

Lots of booze And lots of ramblin'

Well, it's easier than
just A-waitin' around to die

Oh, one time, friends

I had a ma, even had a pa

Well, he b*at her With a belt once

'Cause she cried

She told him To take care of me

Headed down to Tennessee

Well, it's easier than
just A-waitin' around to die

I came of age And I found a girl

In a Tuscaloosa bar

Oh, she cleaned me out
And hit it on the sly

Well, I tried To k*ll the pain

I bought some wine And hopped a train

Seemed easier than just
A-waitin' round to die