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We pushed the horses as long as we could |
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Over Coolie pass into Sierra Woods |
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Burned the wagon wheels for heat, for food |
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We cut down Timothy Gant to die, |
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The twelve could make it through |
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Time to go, time to go go |
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Time to go, time to go go go |
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Time to go, time to go go go |
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Time to go, time to go go go |
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We'll never come back |
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It's time to go |
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Try to make it to the shore |
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It's time to go |
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And now I know |
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It's time to go |
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Bakersfield we found a planned community |
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With plentiful two-bedrooms and full amenities |
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We sold the horses, we sold our guns |
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A Specter of Timothy Gant appeared on my lawn |
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And told me to run |
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It's time to go, time to go time to go |
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Time to go, time to go go go |
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Time to go, time to go go go |
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time to go |
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time to go go go |
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We'll never make it back |
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It's time to go |
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And vanish through the cracks |
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Of molten ash |
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Don't know what you had |
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It's time to go |
