#3926

Release: March 25, 1985

Lyrics:

There's trouble on the street tonight

I can feel it in my bones

I had a premonition that he should not go alone

I knew the gun was loaded

But I didn't think he'd kill

Everything exploded, and the blood began to spill

So baby, here's your ticket

Put the suitcase in your hand

Here's a little money now

Do it just the way we planned

You be cool for 20 hours, and I'll pay you 20 grand

I'm sorry it went down like this, and someone had to lose

It's the nature of the business, it's the smuggler's blues

Smuggler's blues

The sailors and pilots, the soldiers and the law

The payoffs and the rip-offs, and the things nobody saw

No matter if it's heroin, cocaine or hash

You've got to carry weapons 'cause you always carry cash

There's lots of shady characters, lots of dirty deals

Every name's an alias in case somebody squeals

It's the lure of easy money, it's got a very strong appeal

Perhaps you'd understand it better standin' in my shoes

It's the ultimate enticement, it's the smuggler's blues

Smuggler's blues

You see it in the headlines, you hear it every day

They say they're gonna stop it, but it doesn't go away

They move it through Miami, sell it in LA

They hide it up in Telluride, I mean it's here to stay

It's propping up the governments in Colombia and Peru

You ask any D.E.A. man, he'll say, "There's nothin' we can do"

From the office of the president

Right down to me and you, me and you

It's a losing proposition, but one you can't refuse

It's the politics of contraband, it's the smuggler's blues

Smuggler's blues

Songwriter:

Glenn Lewis Frey / Jack Tempchin

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