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Out where the creek turns shallow and sandy |
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And the moon comes skimmin' away the stars |
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The wind in the mesquite comes rushin' over the hilltops |
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Straight into my arms |
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Straight into my arms |
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I'm riding hard carryin' a catch of roses |
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And a fresh map that I made |
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Tonight I'm gonna get birth naked and bury my old soul |
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And dance on its grave |
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And dance on its grave |
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It's been a long time comin', my dear |
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It's been a long time comin' but now it's here |
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Well my daddy he was just a stranger |
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Lived in a hotel downtown |
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When I was a kid he was just somebody |
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Somebody I'd see around |
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Somebody I'd see around |
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Now down below and pullin' on my shirt |
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I got some kids of my own |
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Well if I had one wish in this god forsaken world, kids |
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It'd be that your mistakes would be your own |
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Yea your sins would be your own |
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It's been a long time comin', my dear |
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It's been a long time comin' but now it's here |
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Out 'neath the arms of Cassiopeia |
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Where the sword of Orion sweeps |
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It's me and you, Rosie, cracklin' like crossed wires |
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And you breathin' in your sleep |
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You breathin' in your sleep |
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Well there's just a spark of campfire burning |
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Two kids in a sleeping bag beside |
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I Reach 'neath your shirt, lay my hands across your belly |
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And feel another one kickin' inside |
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I ain't gonna **** it up this time |
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It's been a long time comin', my dear |
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It's been a long time comin' but now it's here |
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It's been a long time comin', my dear |
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It's been a long time comin' but now it's here |