The Clark McLane Band - Jarvis Lee

Suddenly, there was a breeze
And a stranger from the east
Even he could see the street
Slowing down to his hoof beats
He wore no mask, but it was said
He had a mirror upon his head
He hitched his horse he called gypsy
In the shade of the white oak tree
And he tipped his hat to strangers
As he strolled to the saloon
Chapel bells had spoken
It was early afternoon
He meant no harm to anyone
He covered not his eyes
He was the only man without a disguise
Glancing eyes, guarded peeks
The stranger orders up a drink
It's only like a man, to have to pretend
And to hate what he don't understand
Though he packed no heat, and dressed plainly
He was met untrustworthy
The oak tree whined, and gypsy sighed
Over again, the chapel chimed
And he smiled when he heard them declare
What was wrong and right
When you say you're just preparin'
Then you're looking for a fight
And by the time they came around to him
His verdict was already made
And he knew these folks were easy to take
Cards were dealt, lies were told
The warm stranger's turning cold
Though they took his chips, he took their jokes
While takin' dollars from their coats
Til she caught him, with his narrow grin
The kind that covers up his sin
For just one night, she left her husband
And took the stranger by the hand
And he didn't let the sunrise
Before he saddled up
Took someone else's money
Left her not a note
She never saw again the man
That caused her so much shame
He didn't even recall her name
And his mind it seldom wanders
Even though he rides alone
He steers clear from emotion
Or any of the unknown
The next town will have a bank a church
A white oak hangin' tall
The truth is seldom welcome at all

Written by:
Clark McLane

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