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It hurts to be told when you're not very old |
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That you're an outlaw's son |
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And the older you get they won't let you forget |
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That you're the son of a gun a bad bad gun you son of a gun |
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And then you'll meet someone so sweet and she says her heart you've won |
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But her old dad get's awfuly mad |
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She'll marry no son of a gun a bad bad gun the son of a gun |
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One day her dad must face a bad a bad outlaw with a gun |
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You're quick on the draw and you saved her pa |
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You no good son of a gun a bad bad gun you son of a gun |
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Now everyone who is someone smiles at the outlaw's son |
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You're one of the crowd her dad's so proud |
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She'll marry the son of a gun a bad bad gun the son of a gun |
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She'll marry the son of a gun |