Pontiac Stove Company - Ace and a Wild Card Lyrics

There's a table where she left him
In the corner of the room
There's a half glass of whiskey
That smells like the truth
There's a lonely cowboy listening
To a sad old country song
There's an ace and a wild card
And the money's long gone

There's an angel hearing stories
She's heard all before
There's a devil telling secrets
That love ain't enough
There's a young couple dancing
To a sad old country song
There's an ace and a wild card
And the money's long gone

There's an outcast who's drinking
Alone at the bar
There's an old blue tick sleeping
With his face on the floor
And there's teenagers praying
That they don't get caught

There's a voice that's familiar
And he turns around
There's the face that just left him
An hour ago
There's a tall glass of whiskey
And a sad old country song
There's an ace and a wild card
And the money's long gone