I hate to leave you, babe, I just can't waste my time

You've got this jealous husband

I'm too, too young to die, I gotta move on away from 'round here

Just before the bullets fly

Always been a gambler takin' chances all my life

Smashin' those love affairs just like shootin' dice

I staged the game, girl that's what keeps me satisfied

And I can leave it in the nick of time just before the bullets fly

I lost my first bet when I was twenty-one

Found myself in New Orleans on the wrong end of a gun

The stakes keep getting higher but somehow I survive

By knowin' when the need became just before the bullets fly

I'm knowing when the need became

Just before the bullets fly, yeah

I'm knowing when the need became

Just before the bullets fly

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Writer(s): HENRY JACK WILLIAMS, JOHN JAWOROWICZ, WARREN HAYNES