Mark Knopfler

Mark Knopfler - Everybody Pays

"Everybody Pays"

Mark Knopfler


I got shot off my horse

So what, I'm up again

Sitting in one of these big saloons on main

You can come around here

Take a look around these sinners dens

But you'll only find one or two real games

Nobody's riding the underground

Not yet anyway

But either on the street, or the edge of town

Everybody pays

Everybody pays to play

Now you ought to stay right where you are in sawdust land

Probably the safest place to be

With your greasy little pork pies and your shoestring hands

Makes no difference to me

All those directions which we never took

To go our different ways

Who went and wrote the oldest story in the book

Everybody pays

Everybody pays to play

Curl up inside a boxcar, dream and dissappear

With a couple of lowroller freinds

You were never one for trouble, so get out of here

I knew the game was dangerous back then

But nobody's floating through these swing doors

Just ups and walks away

Everybody has to leave some blood here on the floor

Everybody pays

Everybody pays to play

Yeah, everybody pays

Everybody pays to play

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