Randy Rogers Band - The Ballad of Stanley lyrics

Stanley was a drifter back in '53 Never had a bed where he could sleep Ate his meals from the garbage can Just walked around without a real plan Found his way to the Texas line Traveled into our town at a quarter till nine Had a few drinks at a roadside bar And that's where our story really starts Well it was there in the barlight in a corner booth Where Stan first met the man that called himself Ruth Ruth planned to rob a bank, and all Stan had to do Was drive the getaway car, what did he have to lose It sounded good to Stan cause he never had No kind of money or sight that was bad They take the money, skip town, and run And live like two kings in the Mexican sun Tumbleweed blowin in the wind Carried him somewhere he never should have been Was it fate or just circumstance Makes you wonder if he ever had a chance Well across from the First State Bank the next day at four From the drivers seat, Stan watched him walk through the door Whipped out his pistols and waved them all around Pointed all the scared people down onto the ground He took the moneybags and maybe just for fun He shot two men dead and one of their sons Back outside he ordered Stan to drive They hit the county line five minutes till five Tumbleweed blowin in the wind Carried him somewhere he never should have been Was it fate or just circumstance Makes you wonder if he ever had a chance Feds caught up with them outside Laredo In an ambush of bullets and a cloud of gunsmoke k**ed an innocent man on that day Now that poor drifter has a bed where he can lay Tumbleweed blowin in the wind Carried him somewhere he never should have been Was it fate or just circumstance Makes you wonder if he ever had a chance I wonder if he ever had a chance I doubt Stan ever had a chance