Old silver died last Saturday evenin'   Or was it more like ten years ago   She nailed two dozen roses to the top of his coffin   And buried'em deep where they never would grow   Lord she buried'em deep where they never would grow      Now the Irish are funny, they'll cry when they have to   And the lady she moaned such a mournful sound   Me and the Mexican just finished the bottle   And remembered the days when Old Silver was around   Yeah remembered the days when Old Silver was around      'Cause Old Silver took the best of it with him   The lovers and the dealers and the dreamers of dreams   And Old Silver took the love of a lady   Who never got over Old Silver and me   Lord she never got over Old Silver and me      Old Silver had the magic and he carried the money   With the grace of a gambler and he lost it with ease   And he knew his lines better than any good carny barker   Wore the best damn boots that you ever have seen   He had the best snake-skin boots that you ever have seen      Now the lady she loved him and she never asked questions   Though she laid awake wonderin' on many a night   She swore she was leavin' most every mornin'   But she always would kiss him when he turned out the lights   She was always right there when he turned out the lights      CHORUS      Now there's always a sidekick in every B-western   Who's always in love with a lady who leaves   But she can't stand the memory so I really don't blame her   For taking the very first Greyhound she'd seen   But god I hate her for takin' the first Greyhound she'd seen      CHORUS      Old Silver died last Saturday evenin'   Or was it more like ten years ago