Up the Ouachita Nick Shoulders

Days on end, endless fields in the sun
Payday ends I might spend up some fun
Played a die once too high, now I’m done
Put me in the ditch and my family on the run

I drive cattle down the bayous and draws
My poor gals won’t know what befell their Pa
My bones rest out of sight of the law
And my heart’s up that muddy Ouachita